There were trips to Shonhi and Mthura and Kath, and other worlds in the 【twenty-eight galaxies】 accessible to the light-beam envelopes of the creatures of Yaddith, and trips back and forth through aeons of time with the aid of the Silver Key and various other symbols known to Yaddith’s wizards.

The figures were staggering—【aeons of light-years】 beyond counting—but the immemorial lore of Yaddith fitted Carter to grasp such things.

He thought that his calculations would let him perform a voyage with a light-wave envelope such as 【no being of Yaddith had ever performed】—a bodily voyage through nameless 【aeons】 and across incredible 【galactic】 reaches to the solar system and the earth itself.

Likewise was he aware of how he must achieve suspended animation, in the manner of an adept, to endure the 【aeon-long】 flight through fathomless abysses.

Accept it, then, as a myth, when I tell you of the thousands of light-years—thousands of years of time, and uncounted billions of miles—that Randolph Carter hurtled through space as a nameless, alien entity in a thin envelope of electron-activated metal.

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He knew that when he had brought the planet-angle to the right aeon (a thing impossible to do while hurtling through space), Yaddith would be a dead world dominated by triumphant bholes, and that his escape in the light-wave envelope would be a matter of grave doubt.

@破灭 @彩祸 请问两位怎么看呢？