Ry’lethe
Allow Ry’Lethe into the deepest corners of your being. From the swirling tip, down to the alien knot and even further to the tentacle ridden base. Ry’lethe gives pleasure to those brave enough to reach out and take it and boasting a higher knot to give you the fullest experience…be careful not to go mad from it all!
"Day 24, We are getting close. The Amulet has started to glow brighter day by day…
…as we close into the coordinates and the reports that are able to reach us say that the crew is reporting of merging dreams, just like my Father's writing predicted. Bless him, he may have fallen mad by the end of it all, but his writings were beautifully constructed to the last tome.
To be honest I know the only reason I'm here is because no one else can translate his notes. Good to see that old habits never changed but I can't help but feel like there is something off...
The deeper into the books I get, the more this pressure grows inside my skull. The strange language I can now understand, read's that he was on to something, a power-source or a ritual of some kind.
Since this is my own notes and thoughts I shall confess something I've not yet shared, my own mind has also been affected. Movement from the corners of my mind, a portal of cosmic nebulas, the huff of breath at the back of my neck beckoning me closer.
My dreams have also been corrupted. He comes to me at night, shifting through the dark space, at the corner of the room. He see's with a hundred eyes, and when he speaks it is with a thousand voices, he tells me he has been searching through time and space to find me, he calls me his and the amulet heats against my throat at the claim, and then the dream waxes and wanes and I wake satisfied but longing until the next moonrise.
This time I wake with a name my human tongue cannot pronounce but I can feel the power of the name as much as the brand around my ring finger. Pulsing and echoing through the void with my heartbeat.
“Ry'lethe.”