events related to the strange fate of my friend the late sculptor Jeffrey Corey, if the word "deceased" is in line with the truth began to return from Paris when, in the fall of 1927, decided to rent a house on the coast south of lnnsmouth. Corey came from a family lineage that was distantly related to the Marsh of Innsmouth, although this relationship did not impose any obligation to maintain relationships with these relatives. In any case, there were some rumors about the reclusive and withdrawn March that still lived in that port city of Massachusetts, and they said that was not right for Corey inspire any desire to announce their presence in the area.
I went to visit a month after his arrival, which occurred in December of that year. Corey was a relatively young man, because he was not yet forty, six feet tall. He had a fine and fresh complexion, free of all hair ornament, but his hair was quite long, as was then customary among the artists of the Latin Quarter of Paris. He had blue eyes and a face very strong prominent angular jaw that stood out in any group of people, not only for his penetrating gaze, but also by the unusual fact that, under the chin and ears and in the adjacent neck skin was abnormally thick and hard wrinkled and intertwined. It was ugly and right factions had a strange hypnotic quality that used to fascinate those who knew him first. When I went to visit him, was improperly installed and had begun work on a statue of Rima, the bird-woman who promised to become one of his best works.
was stored supplies for a month, which had gone to buy in Innsmouth, and found him more talkative than usual, especially about his distant relatives in this city, where he spoke not a little of them, although not openly in shops and public facilities . For reserved and unsociable, the Marsh natural curiosity aroused his neighbors, and as this curiosity has never been completely satisfied, we talk grown up around them an impressive wealth of legends and hearsay 'going back to some past generation, is notable for having devoted to maritime traffic with the South Pacific islands. What was said of them was too vague and did not mean Corey anything, but it contained such insinuations
on unknown horrors that my friend one day hoped to learn more thoroughly. Not that he was obsessed with the topic, but - as explained much of it was spoken in the town that was virtually impossible to ignore. He told me he planned to do an exhibition to test the market, referred to several friends in Paris and his years of study in this capital, spoke briefly about the effect of the statues of Epstein said the elated and political situation. I cite these topics of conversation to make clear that Co-king was perfectly normal when I first visited him after his return from Europe. Of course, in New York had seen him briefly when he arrived, but had not spoken to him at length and in that December 1927.
Before returning to him, that is, in the following March, I received a letter from him pretty amazing, the core of which was contained in the last paragraph, which seemed to lead, as a grand finale, the rest of the letter. "Perhaps you've heard from the press of certain events that have occurred here in Innsmouth a month ago. I have no clear information about what happened, but must have been published in a newspaper, but certainly not in Massachusetts, that have completely silenced. The only thing I could find of the matter is that the city had a large group of federal officials of some kind and took many people, including some of my relatives, but I will not say to whom, as yet I hear not even worried about how many there are. Or were they, that can also be. I've been out in Innsmouth certain business concerns mounted with the Pacific islands, which are obviously still some shipping company engaged in the city, however rare it may seem, since springs are also virtually abandoned and no longer serve the ships now, often touching on larger and more modern ports. Apart from the reasons which led the federal action is the indisputable fact, and most importantly for mr, as you will soon see-that, coinciding with the operation of Innsmouth, warships appeared not far from the coast in the near the reef called the Devil, and there left many depth charges! The explosions so removed seabed tidal shortly after the banks were bringing all kinds of waste, including a special blue clay. It reminds me very much like a color clay that could be found in some inland areas of the country that used to be used to make bricks, especially years ago when there was still more modern manufacturing methods. Well, what matters is that I took all the clay I could, before the sea was the lead again, and I've made her a figure model completely different from my other sculptures. The provisional title "Goddess Marina" and I'm excited because it promises a lot. When you come next week, I'm sure you'll like even more than my Rima. Contrary to your assumptions, however, the new statue of Corey gave me a strange repulsion from the first time I saw her. Represented a slim figure, except in pelvic structure, which I thought was too heavy, and Corey had decided to provide it with webbing between the toes.
- Why? - I asked.
"I do not really know why," he said. The truth is not planned, but I came out.
- What about these kinds of cracks in the neck? "I was referring to an area that appeared to have been retouched recently. He laughed with embarrassment and looked into his eyes a strange expression.
"Also I'd like to give a satisfactory explanation of these signs," said "The truth is that yesterday morning, when I got up, I discovered that it had to get up in dreams and get to work, because there in the neck below the ears, on both sides, as some cracks had appeared ... well, that seemed gills. Now I'm fixing the mess.
"Maybe go great with gills to a 'sea goddess'" I said.
"I think that I have put in a dream because I heard yesterday in Innsmouth, I went to buy some things that I needed. New rumors about the clan of the Marsh. As said, it seems that some members of the family were locked up his own volition because of certain physical deformities related to a legend who also had to do with some natives of the Pacific Islands. It has the typical ignorant people truly appropriated and embellished to your liking, although I admit that it differs from almost everyone, it is normal for conforming to a Judeo-Christian moral framework. At night I dreamed about those stories and of course I got sleepwalking and plasma part of the dream in me "Goddess Marina." Although it seemed rather strange, I did not comment further on the incident. What Corey said it seemed logical and I was interested more Innsmouth folk traditions that the damage sustained by the "Goddess Marina."
also puzzled me a bit of visible concern that I noticed in Corey. As we talked, the topic it was, he seemed cheerful and normal, but I could not help but observe that, as it was a silence in the conversation, he was thoughtful and absent, as if had something in mind that dared not speak, something that gave him an indefinite anguish, but which I knew nothing for certain, or at least so little that he preferred not to express
verbally. But concern was expressed in various ways: in his eyes distant, fleeting expressions of bewilderment, in furtive glances at the distance of the sea, when speaking restlessly paced back and forth, as to avoid the subject, as if he still had much to think about it. Then I thought I should have taken the initiative to explore then this concern to me was so manifest, but I did not. I thought it was not my business and ask more questions on the subject would be to invade his privacy. Although we were friends for a long time, I thought I had no right to get into a question that only up to him. In addition, he gave me standing to do so. As I learned later, when Corey was gone and I took possession of their property, as he himself had made provisions of a written document to that effect, "it was around this time that he began scribbling notes on a strange day and carrying until then had served only to jot down ideas and details concerning their work. Chronologically, is at this point in the sequence of events during the last months of Jeffrey Corey where these strange notes to be inserted.
"7 March. Tonight, bizarre dream. Something prompted me to baptize the "Goddess Marina." This morning I find the piece wet head and shoulders, as if he had done me. Agreement the flaw as if it had no choice but to do so, although he planned to pack Rima. I worry about what compulsive about it. "
" 8 March. I dream that I swam in the company of men and women do seem shadows. When I have seen the faces I found too familiar, as if he had ever seen in an old album. Today at the drugstore for Hammond, sly hints and suggestions heard on March grotesque, as always. They say that the grandfather Jethro lives in the sea. And it has gills! The same is said of some Waite, Gilman and Elliot. I walk to the train station to ask you something and I hear the same story. The natives take decades feeding off the subject. "
'10 March. No doubt that I have risen again in dreams, as they have appeared a few modifications in the "Goddess Marina." It also has signs like that someone had laced with arms. Yesterday, the statue was dry and those signs should have made them with a chisel. But it seems as if it were printed on soft clay. All work was wet this morning. "
'11 March. Experience truly amazing night. Perhaps the most intense dream all my life, at least the most erotic. I can hardly even remember it without getting excited. I dreamed that a naked woman I went to bed when I was already in bed, and stayed there until dawn. It was a Night of Love (or perhaps more correct to say of lust) and had not known since Paris. And as real as those nights in the Latin Quarter! Perhaps
too real, because I woke up exhausted. Also, I have taken a very restless sleep, because the bed was completely shattered. "
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