Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Ia! Ia! Shubfht! gurng Tel-Sarsothlui!

I regret questioning her... Hasag, the mind-numbing book of Illei shu's evil. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Cursed Harley D. Warren! His Boston ancestry led us to the brink... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ia! Ia! Tha-othgog! gurin Hassoth!"

I kept reading from that damned tract "Nyl Nig soth! Ia Cynai! ulagionguth!" We learned that it destroyed Cthulhu eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beast Cth-Ph now...

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Cheers,
Joe Provo