Penguin Fringed Abyss
"All this flashed in unison through the thoughts of Danforth and me as we looked from those headless, slime-coated shapes to the loathsome palimpsest sculptures and the diabolical dot-groups of fresh slime on the wall beside them looked and understood what must have triumphed and survived down there in the Cyclopean water-city of that nighted,penguin-fringed abyss, whence even now a sinister curling mist had begun to belch pallidly as if in answer to Danforth’s hysterical scream."
- H.P. Lovecraft (At the Mountains of Madness)