Lovecraftian Fragments

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

She kept reading from that cursed scroll "Ia! Ia! Telo! hepoin Kadlei!" I happily went to the Dunwich asylum, hopefully never to leave. Nithathnagl! Nameless, soul-destroying home of the Azargurgog. How I trembled with fear at its sight... Such grim phylacteries! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

Dr. Wilbur Gardner remembered Howard D. Whately's dying words: "N'gai, Am'ic'icoth, thog-fhttur, y'hah; Dag-agath..." I was eternally banished to The Abandoned Andelain of Il-fhtion. Nath-Nithsothtep! Grim, mindless home of the Shubbuggoth. How I trembled with pleasure at its sight... Such obscene rivers! I can hear the servant-beast Y'hafhticoth now...

He kept reading from that accursed tome "lGo Ph aq! Ia Thugaq! fhtshugoglar!"

Walter Gardner kept reading from that cursed text "N'gai, Dag'fht'agua, thog-tharana, y'hah; lGongsheboth..." It destroyed us forever. We were doomed! Damned since the stars were set in motion, as predicted by the rune!

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Cheers,
Joe Provo