Lovecraftian Fragments

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

N'gai, Ga'ath'wgahhu, ng-uroth, y'hah; Amlathar...

I wish he had never read those passages... Mifhtoth, the obscene manuscript of Iltep fht's evil. It destroyed us. It was hopeless! Cursed since the stars were set in motion, as foretold by the Niggothan orb!

I wish I had never read those passages, then maybe I would never have heard of R'l-othra or R'l-Ga, Andelain of Three Revulsions.

That night, I fitfully dreamed of Gayeh lar, Temple of Countless Pleasures and its dwellers. Taroth soth the Obscene Vacuum was vanquished! But I know that just beyond the stars, Yug-Tel lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Harley Ward, tries to pull back the veil.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo