# Necronomicon Podcast: Polaris

An episode of [Forbidden Knowledge News](https://invisiblenetwork.ai/podcast/1470192028), 23 Aug 2026, 11 min.

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## Transcript

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[0:34] Speaker 2: Welcome to the Necronomicon podcast, an exploration of the works
[0:41] Speaker 2: of HP lover Opp and Other Tales of Terror.
[0:59] Speaker 3: Polaris by H. P. Lovecraft, nineteen eighteen. Into the north
[1:05] Speaker 3: window of my chamber glows the polestar with uncanny light
[1:10] Speaker 3: all through the long, hellish hours of blackness. It shines there,
[1:13] Speaker 3: and in the autumn of the year, when the winds
[1:15] Speaker 3: from the north curs and wine, and the red leaved
[1:18] Speaker 3: trees of the swamp mutter things to one another. In
[1:21] Speaker 3: the small hours of the morning under the horned, waning moon,
[1:24] Speaker 3: I sit by the casement and watch that star down
[1:27] Speaker 3: from the heights, reels the glittering Cassiopeia as the hours
[1:31] Speaker 3: wear on, while Charles Wayne lumbers up from behind the
[1:34] Speaker 3: vapor soaked swamp trees that sway in the night wind.
[1:38] Speaker 3: Just before dawn, Arcturus winks ruddily from above the cemetery
[1:42] Speaker 3: on the low hillock and coma Berenice's shimmers weirdly afar
[1:46] Speaker 3: off in the mysterious east. But still the polestar leers
[1:50] Speaker 3: down from the same place in the black vault, winking hideously,
[1:54] Speaker 3: like an insane watching eye, which strives to convey some
[1:57] Speaker 3: strange message, yet recalls nothing save that at once had
[2:01] Speaker 3: a message to convey. Sometimes when it is cloudy, I
[2:05] Speaker 3: can sleep well. Do I remember the nights of the
[2:08] Speaker 3: Great Aurora, when over the swamp played the shocking corusations
[2:12] Speaker 3: of the damon light. After the beams came clouds. And
[2:16] Speaker 3: then I slept. And it was under a horned, waning
[2:19] Speaker 3: moon that I saw the city for the first time.
[2:21] Speaker 3: Still and somnolent, did it lie on a strange plateau,
[2:26] Speaker 3: in a hollow betwixt strange peaks of ghastly marble. Were
[2:31] Speaker 3: its walls and its towers, its columns, domes, and pavements.
[2:35] Speaker 3: In the marble streets were marble pillars, and upper parts
[2:38] Speaker 3: of which were carved into the images of grave bearded men.
[2:42] Speaker 3: The air was warm and stirred not and overhead, scarce
[2:46] Speaker 3: ten degrees from its zenith, glowed that watching pole star.
[2:51] Speaker 3: Long did I gaze on the city but the day
[2:54] Speaker 3: came not when the red Aldebaran, which blinked low in
[2:58] Speaker 3: the sky but never set, had crawled a quarter of
[3:01] Speaker 3: the way around the horizon. I saw light and motion
[3:03] Speaker 3: in the houses in the streets. Forms strangely robed, but
[3:08] Speaker 3: at once noble and familiar, walked abroad, and under the horned,
[3:12] Speaker 3: waning moon, men talked wisdom in a tongue which I understood,
[3:16] Speaker 3: though it was unlike any language I had ever known.
[3:19] Speaker 3: And when the red Aldebaran had crawled more than halfway
[3:22] Speaker 3: around the horizon, there were again darkness and silence. When
[3:27] Speaker 3: I awaked, I was not as I had been upon.
[3:30] Speaker 3: My memory was grave in the vision of the city,
[3:32] Speaker 3: and within my soul had arisen another and vaguer recollection,
[3:36] Speaker 3: of whose nature I was not then certain. Thereafter, on
[3:40] Speaker 3: the cloudy nights, when I could sleep, I saw the city,
[3:43] Speaker 3: often sometimes under that horned, waning moon, and sometimes under
[3:47] Speaker 3: the hot yellow rays of a sun which did not set,
[3:50] Speaker 3: but which wheeled low around the horizon, And on the
[3:53] Speaker 3: clear nights of the polestar leered as never before. Gradually
[3:58] Speaker 3: I came to wonder what my place might be in
[4:01] Speaker 3: that city. On the strange plateau betwixt strange peaks. At first,
[4:05] Speaker 3: content to view the scene as an all observant, uncorporeal presence,
[4:10] Speaker 3: I now desired to define my relation to it and
[4:13] Speaker 3: to speak my mind amongst the grave men who conversed
[4:15] Speaker 3: each day in the public squares. I said to myself,
[4:18] Speaker 3: this is no dream, for by what means can I
[4:21] Speaker 3: prove the greater reality of that other life in the
[4:24] Speaker 3: house of stone and bricks, south of the sinister swamp,
[4:27] Speaker 3: in the cemetery on the low hillock, where the polestar
[4:30] Speaker 3: ap peers into my north window each night. One night,
[4:34] Speaker 3: as I listened to the discourse in the large square
[4:36] Speaker 3: containing many statues, I felt a change and perceived that
[4:40] Speaker 3: I had at last a bodily form. Nor was I
[4:43] Speaker 3: a stranger in the streets of Alotha, which lies on
[4:46] Speaker 3: the plateau of Sarcas betwixt the peaks no Tan and Cataphonic.
[4:51] Speaker 3: It was my friend Alos who spoke, and his speech
[4:54] Speaker 3: was one that pleased my soul, for it was the
[4:56] Speaker 3: speech of a true man and patriot. That night, had
[4:59] Speaker 3: the news come of Dacos's fall and of the advance
[5:03] Speaker 3: of the Inutos squat hellish yellow fiends, who five years
[5:07] Speaker 3: ago had appeared out of the unknown west to ravage
[5:10] Speaker 3: the confines of our kingdom and finally to besiege our towns.
[5:14] Speaker 3: Having taken the fortified places at the foot of the mountains,
[5:17] Speaker 3: their way now lay open the plateau, unless every citizen
[5:21] Speaker 3: could resist with the strength of ten men. For the
[5:24] Speaker 3: squat creatures were mighty in the arts of war and
[5:27] Speaker 3: knew not the scruples of honor which held back our tall,
[5:30] Speaker 3: gray eyed men of Lomar from ruthless conquest. Alos, my friend,
[5:35] Speaker 3: was commander of all the forces on the plateau, and
[5:37] Speaker 3: in him lay the last hope of our country. On
[5:41] Speaker 3: this occasion he spoke of the perils to be faced,
[5:44] Speaker 3: and exhorted the men of Olatho, bravest of the Lomarians,
[5:48] Speaker 3: to sustain the traditions of their ancestors, who, when forced
[5:51] Speaker 3: to move southward from Zobna before the advance of the
[5:54] Speaker 3: great ice sheet, even as our descendants must someday flee
[5:58] Speaker 3: from the land of Lomar. Valiantly and victoriously swept aside
[6:02] Speaker 3: the hairy, long armed cannibal Nofhechus that stood in their
[6:06] Speaker 3: way to me, Alos denied a warrior's part, for I
[6:09] Speaker 3: was feeble and given to strange faintings when subjected to
[6:13] Speaker 3: stress and hardships. But my eyes were the keenest in
[6:16] Speaker 3: the city, despite the long hours I gave each day
[6:18] Speaker 3: to the Nikotic narcotic manuscripts and the wisdom of the
[6:23] Speaker 3: Zobnarian fathers. So my friend, desiring not to doom me
[6:27] Speaker 3: to inaction, rewarded me with that duty, which was second
[6:30] Speaker 3: to nothing in importance to the watch tower of Thapnin.
[6:34] Speaker 3: He sent me there to serve as the eyes of
[6:36] Speaker 3: our army. Should the Inutos attempt to gain the citadel
[6:40] Speaker 3: by the narrow pass behind Piaque Notton, and thereby surprised
[6:43] Speaker 3: the garrison. I was to give the signal of fire,
[6:46] Speaker 3: which would warn the waiting soldiers and save the town
[6:49] Speaker 3: from mediate disaster. Alone, I mounted the tower, for every
[6:53] Speaker 3: man of stout body was needed in the passes below.
[6:56] Speaker 3: My brain was sore, dazed with excitement and fatigue, where
[7:00] Speaker 3: I had not slept in many days. Yet was my
[7:02] Speaker 3: purpose firm, for I loved my native land of Lomar
[7:06] Speaker 3: and the marble city of Olatho that lies betwixt the
[7:10] Speaker 3: peaks of noon and cataphonic. But as I stood in
[7:13] Speaker 3: the tower's topmost chamber, I beheld the horned, waning moon,
[7:17] Speaker 3: red and sinister, quivering through the vapors that hovered over
[7:21] Speaker 3: the distant valley of Banoff, and through an opening in
[7:24] Speaker 3: the roof glittered the pale pole Star, fluttering as if
[7:27] Speaker 3: alive and leering like a fiend, and tempter mel thought
[7:32] Speaker 3: its spirit whispered evil counsel, soothing me to traitor as somnolence,
[7:37] Speaker 3: with a damnable rhythmical promise, which it repeated over and over,
[7:43] Speaker 3: slumber Watcher, till the spheres six and twenty thousand years
[7:47] Speaker 3: have revolved, and I return to the spot where now
[7:50] Speaker 3: I burn. Other stars of non shell rise to the
[7:53] Speaker 3: axis of the skies, stars that soothe, and stars that
[7:57] Speaker 3: bless with a sweet forgetfulness. Only when my round is
[8:01] Speaker 3: o're shall the past disturb thy door. Vainly did I struggle,
[8:07] Speaker 3: with my drowsiness, seeking to connect these strange words with
[8:11] Speaker 3: some lore of the skies, which I had learnt from
[8:13] Speaker 3: the narcotic manuscripts. My head, heavy and reeling, drooped to
[8:17] Speaker 3: my breast, and when next I looked up, it was
[8:20] Speaker 3: in a dream with the polestar grinning at me through
[8:23] Speaker 3: a window over the horrible swing trees of a dream swamp,
[8:28] Speaker 3: and I am still dreaming. In my shame and despair,
[8:32] Speaker 3: I sometimes scream frantically, begging the dream creatures around me
[8:36] Speaker 3: to waken the ear. The inutos steal up the pass
[8:39] Speaker 3: behind the peak no Tan and take the citadel by surprise.
[8:43] Speaker 3: But these creatures are demons, for they laugh at me
[8:46] Speaker 3: and tell me I am not dreaming. They mock me
[8:48] Speaker 3: whilst I sleep, and whilst the squat yellow foe may
[8:51] Speaker 3: be creeping silently upon us. I have failed in my
[8:54] Speaker 3: duty and betrayed the marble city of Olatho. I have
[8:57] Speaker 3: proven false to Alos, my friend and command. But still
[9:01] Speaker 3: the shadows of my dream deride me. They say there
[9:04] Speaker 3: is no land of Lomar saved in my nocturnal imaginings,
[9:07] Speaker 3: that in those realms where the Polestar shines high in
[9:10] Speaker 3: red Aldebaran crawls low around the horizon, there has been
[9:14] Speaker 3: not save ice and snow for thousands of years, and
[9:17] Speaker 3: never a man, save squat yellow creatures blighted by the cold,
[9:20] Speaker 3: whom they call Esquimaux. And as I writhe in my agony,
[9:25] Speaker 3: frantic to save the city whose peril every moment grows,
[9:28] Speaker 3: and vainly striving to shake off this unnatural dream of
[9:31] Speaker 3: a house of stone and brick, south of a sinister
[9:34] Speaker 3: swamp and a cemetery on a low hillock. The Polestar,
[9:37] Speaker 3: evil and monstrous, leers down from the black vault, winking hideously,
[9:41] Speaker 3: like an insane watching eye, which strives to convey some
[9:44] Speaker 3: strange message, yet recalls nothing save that at once had
[9:50] Speaker 3: a message to convey.
[10:25] Speaker 1: Oh you, oh,

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