Lovecraftian Fragments

Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...

Henry Carter recollected Walter Carter's dying words: "Ga'tharion mglw'nafh Thatharo Nathra ic'lui agtep!" It ruined my best cane. Innsmouth! Soul-destroying, grotesque place of decrepit inhabitants!

That night, Walter D. Harris languidly dreamed of The Forbidden Cavern of Cybug and its amorphous dwellers.

That night, Howard D. Warren languidly dreamed of Aman ul, Planet of Countless Terrors and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter.

Professor John D. Warren remembered Charles Gardner's last words: "N'gai, Nig'wgah'sotho, gurg-ulnek, y'hah; Shogguthul..." It destroyed my hat forever.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo