[Actual Play] Lost on Carcosa Pt. XVIII: THIS. IS. CARCOSA.

Along the shore where night-black spires break The Thundering clouds and reflect distorted upon a depthless lake What once was buried stirs and hungers, In Carcosa Where alien gods dwelling beyonde earth and skies, speak through mouths of sacrifice, To withered lords and willing slaves in, Lost Carcosa Where streets are wreathed in opium mist … More [Actual Play] Lost on Carcosa Pt. XVIII: THIS. IS. CARCOSA.