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A queer sense of movement.
Not quite turning, not quite falling.
I felt myself cross the threshold, and the visions abated.
Perhaps they only served to drive me to this place?
The route back closes behind me, but a way forward opens ahead.
Something is drawing me on. In case you are with me, I will try to guide you along the path. I pray you never came. I pray you are just another of my dreams.
August 15th
Something is wrong. I followed the incantation to the very letter. Astaroth did not appear. There are no answers to be had. More questions.
The visions have increased. They gather to me, and I cannot stay in one place for long. I try to monitor them, but the lens hurts my eyes. I have mixed a solution for the pain.
For those that follow and find this journal: I lack the power to describe this. There is no concept within the human sphere with which to explain it.
The house is so much larger now.
There are rooms EVERYWHERE
7/7
August 9th
The Circle were right all along! How can I have been so blind? I have discovered a passage in their Scriptus Nocti, an incantation lacking the energy source to drive it. Well, I have such a source!
This night I summon Astaroth, whom the Babylonians called Ishtar, prince of accusers and inquisitors, and he who can discover all secrets. Once correctly bound, all knowledge of the Null Element can be mine.
I can barely contain myself.
There is so much to prepare.
6/7
July 29th
A new discovery has shaken me to my core.
To investigate the refractive properties of the Null Element, I fashioned lenses from it. To wear one is troubling and exhausting in equal measure, and I am shown visions that are beyond my comprehension.
The visions turn darker the deeper into the earth I go. I have relocated my study to the north tower.
I can no longer visit the wine cellar.
5/7
July 15th
My research into the Null element continues at pace. Given the nature of its origin, I am increasingly convinced that it is somehow tied to my very soul.
Its properties are becoming clear, it derives a colossal energy from somewhere. I have fashioned a device through which to channel and focus it, but I am fearful of further experimentation.
I lack the understanding to control it.
4/7