Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, Howard C. Gardner dreamed of Nylaqsoth, Diner of a Thousand Sorrows and those who dwelled there. I happily went to the Providence asylum, hopefully never to leave. Accursed Walter Delapoer Gardner! His Arkham ancestry caused everyone but me to die... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ith Tel on! Ia Thug-Shub! othinrafht!"

Nathothoth

Il Il shog! Ia Olguthan! shungnaihepo!

That night, I fitfully dreamed of The Forbidden Tower of Nylul and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. I happily went to the Boston asylum, hopefully never to leave. Doomed Gardner! His Innsmouth ancestry nearly caused irreperable damage to my "Thingie"... and to this day I hear him screaming "Has Mi fht! Ia Yug-nhu! tharbugnathar!"

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Cheers,
Joe Provo