I loved the book (usually, Lovecraft’s work drives me nuts, because adjectives), but I assumed that The Great Old Ones were Cretaceous-era native lifeforms that had basically gone extinct.
He wrote his books at a time, when significant parts of the Earth were still a mystery. I sort of feel envy for that.
Yeah, there was something great about being a child who hasn't bing-read wikipedia for years. Lots of mystery out there. Then you read about the world and you know all this interesting stuff about it but the mystery is gone.