Strange is the night where black stars rise and strange moons circle through the skies but stranger still is lost carcosa ndashcassildarsquos song in the king in yellow act i scene 2 beneath the light of a gibbous moon poets and artists pen strange verse and weave arcane sigils into their paintings the unspeakable one is entering the world his horrid city is tearing its way through dimensions and as it does so more and more humans succumb to a mindless insanity the very people you have