Albania, Peru, Tanzania, Ghana, Papua New Guinea, Scotland, every country had a book of Satan but none as elusive as the Russian one.
For centuries, a wealthy few had attempted to pin it down.
Post-internet, the plebs tried too.
Got-Fuck-All-Else types would bus in to Tobolsk loaded with Rasputin lore, sure it was somewhere beneath his old church.
Poles rented flats near the original Moscow subway and tried to dig under.
Arcanists scoured spines in 2nd hand bookshops.
Opportunists tailed the Arcanists.
Cynics re-read Crowley.
When physical locations didn’t work, people turned to conceit.
The book wasn’t an actual book.
Or it was a book within another book.
But this way was dangerous.
Exemplar: an itinerant group of Russian Satanists read Ivan’s 2nd Dream, aimed for the 17th door of Kidič, and opened the 7th by mistake.
Verhnaia Gubakha was the price paid.
Chik Chun Ming Aleša eschewed all that and focused on WordPress.
Her theory: the book was sentient, it would evolve, strive to be found, but have no physical way to pay for a website designer.
If it could stratify.Continue reading