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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Stargate_Com" data-source="post: 1572599" data-attributes="member: 17531">Jeremaih GraysonUnder the Government Building P7X – 912Almost two hours since arrival, June 3, 2003Medraut's nod gave life to something he thought was purely fantasy. How could it be!?   He could only assume that the story of the 'Old Ones' was brought to earth by one of the great races..or possibly even the Gou'ald.  The story was probably pasted down generation after generation until H.P. Lovecraft wrote it down.  Lovecraft probably never imaged that this story could be true.  His excitement overpowered him as he tried to hold back a smile.  Just the thought of a story that old gave him addition hope of finding his root language.  It had probably been translated dozens of times before it found it's way to English. As the possible implications of the story and the stargate raced through Jeremiah's head, Medraut began to talk.Jeremiah's excitement once again got the better of him as he blutted out the first question that came to his head. "How do we contact the race responsible for this part of the galaxy?"  After all, it made sense that if they toke care of them once, they could do it again.  Besides, he wouldn't miss a chance to talk to another race, especially one this old.Jeremaih's excitement continued to allow his mind to race.  He felt as though he was living an ancient greek or egyptian myth.  In fact, he would of continued to drift if it weren't for Lt. Reed's moan.  Thank God she is okay.</blockquote>

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