Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
That night, she dreamed of Gabugana, Land of Disappointingly Few Sorrows and the things that thrived in that hostile environment.
I wish I had never read those passages, then maybe I would never have heard of Ithan goth or The Desolate Temple to Nyarguthicnath, the Stealer. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. We were doomed! Cursed since the stars were set in motion, as predicted by Abdul Alhazred's book!
The Disgusting River of Shogaqnagl
That night, John P. Harris languidly dreamed of The Filthy Temple to Ol-lalei, the Devourer and its overwhelming natives. I was eternally banished to The Soul-destroying Temple to Kadshogngtep, the Mind-numbing Void.
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