Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
John Harris kept reading from that damned volume "Ia! Ia! Thaul! gurar lGoion hepo!" I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Saric! Atrocious, accursed home of the Misthar. How I trembled with terror at its sight... Such mind-numbing phylacteries! I can hear the servant-beast Y'halargoth now...
The Stinking Temple to Iloth, the Stalker
Shub Ul ar! Ia Tel-Has! nonrabug!
Shog-Telathath the Shredder
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Cheers,
Joe Provo