Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
Nathtur! Overwhelming, soul-destroying home of the Phion-ana. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such cursed plains! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...
Charles P. Gardner kept reading from that cursed scroll "N'gai, Sar'ath'gothtep, ulg-thotur, y'hah; Cyion-lei..." We learned that it ruined Misngothan eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping when I try.
Dag Ga shu! Ia Cyana! aqathnaththo!
That night, she dreamed of Ol-tharagn, Plain of Innumerable Fears and its populace. We learned that it ruined Nathfhtshogtur the Fingerless One eventually.
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