Carcosa. A city of greatness and eccentricities with its two suns and skies of black stars. There was no other city such as Carcosa. Perhaps there had been, but it shall be no more.

The small echoes of footsteps rang out within a hall of the palace as Hastur slowly made his way through. Tentacles peeked out from beneath his yellow cloak and his pallid porcelain mask remained upon his face.