‘Twas just before Yuletide, when all through the land
The Shoggoths were rousing their ne’er do well band
Offerings were hung with the greatest of care
Knowing the Elder Gods soon would be there.
Humans were nestled all snug in their beds
Not knowing their dreams should be filled with dread
The nightmares are coming with eerie pomp
From the Mountains of Madness they’ll ooze and they’ll stomp
And soon with the dawn there will be such a clatter
As chaos begins and all physical matter
Stretches and spins and is poised for a clash
Is torn all asunder and burned into ash.
The moon shows the blood on the new fallen snow
And gives sickly lustre to the gore that’s below
When what to our terrified eyes should appear
But the Elder Gods writhing and gloating in cheer
With their vastness and emptiness, horror and sick
We’ll know in a moment that humans are licked.
More rapid than anything we’ve ever known
Our feeble existisence is soon to be gone.
Here’s Azathtoth, and Lobon and Tamash and C’thalpa
With Daloth and Abhoth, Karakal and,Gjhatanotha
There in the distance and here in the fore
Cthulu, not sleeping, but here steeped in gore.
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky
They’ll blot out the light and obliterate hope
With an army of others with whom we can’t cope
And then in a twinking both vast and aloof
We will all be enslaved, or devoured and poof
Their coming is nearer and nearer each day
We cannot avoid it, it’s too late to pray
A Teddy Bear’s picnic for us they have planned
The elves and the fairies are part of their hand
Like a bundle of toys, we’ll be thrown on their backs
They’ll gather us all and in we will pack
Their eyes are so many, their mouths filled with teeth
Their tentacled limbs pluck each of us from the reef
So filled with horror and so filled with glee
As the shoggoths keep calling Tek-a-li-li
The stump of a leg they throw on the pile
The smoke of the fires, the oozing and bile
With their faceless faces and their evil grins
The Elder Gods will eat us and our sins
In the time before Yuletide they work t’ord their plan
To take over our realm and oust all things man
A wink of their eyes, a twist of their heads
Soon gives us to know a deep feeling of dread
They’ll speak not a word we can understand
It’s far too late and they have it planned
We can do naught but tremble in fear
And realized that this is our last year
They’re springing to action with a hollow whistle
The end will be cold and sting like a thistle
The shoggoths will sing as we lose this last fight
Tek-a-li-li to all
It’s the Elder Gods Night!
For more details: http://www.warehamforge.ca/YUL
Proud to be a jack-of-many-trades and master of none, her work follows her interests and combines many techniques to create everything from forged masks and jewellery, as well as more mundane items like tent pegs, to tin lanterns, to stonewrap pendants and pendulums, to handmade inks and feather quills.
In her blacksmithing she is best known for her work with mask making . This came as a natural extension to Kelly’s other alter-egos as she is also a make-up artist and creates and works with wigs in the Toronto theatre industry. Yuletide of The Elder Gods is meant to be an upside down look at the idea of holidays as seen through the lens of dark forces with a sense of humour. It pays tribute to the legacy and brilliance of Eldritch Theatre and features the work of Darrell Markewitz and the Wareham Forge, and a selection of pieces from Elfworks Studios, including original handcast pewter ornaments portraying some of the characters seen in Eldritch Theatre Productions.
Contact Kelly Probyn-Smith info@elfworksstudios.com (www.elfworksstudios.ca)
Starting as a student at the Ontario College of Art in the later 1970’s, he blends modern design concepts with the traditional skills of the blacksmith into over 40 years of experience to creating art metalworks. Historic and Ancient objects have always been an area of study, especially the material culture of the Viking Age. Starting in 1993 he designed and produced the ‘Norse Encampment series of presentations, significantly the living history program for Parks Canada at L’Anse aux Meadows NHSC in Newfoundland. This work expanded to involvement as consultant for a number of major international museum exhibits, demonstration workshops and staff
training in Canada, the USA, Scotland, and Europe. For the last two decades he has undertaken experimental research into bloomery iron smelting, unique within Canada.
The Wareham Forge is located in rural Ontario, half way between
Orangeville and Owen Sound (near Flesherton). It combines the facilities
of a traditional, coal fired forge, modern welding and machine tools,
and a fine metals studio equipped for casting and sheet forming. The
shop has been in full operation since 1991, providing services for
museums, historic re-enactors, and original artistic forgings as private
commissions, ranging from knives to architectural installations.
“I have developed a strong personal style, clearly visible through a
body of past work – but one without a name. Like Art Nouveau, it is
strongly influenced by historic European artifacts, and features
aggressively forged elements combined into flowing lines and often
asymmetrical overall designs. The conceptual designs of Allen Lee and
Richard Howe seen in Jackson’s /Lord of the Rings/ had also been based
on those same Norse, Saxon and Celtic objects I knew so well. I have
come to use the term ‘Rivendale‘ to describe my
distinctive metalwork designs.”
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