Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Ilicothtur! Mindless, amorphous home of the Phan ur. How I trembled with revulsion at its sight... Such overwhelming andelains! I can hear the unnatural music now...

That night, I fitfully dreamed of The Stinking Temple of Nigathtep and its overwhelming inhabitants. Telul the Mindless Evil was vanquished! But I know that just beyond the stars, Tel-Misshogana lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Wilbur Delapoer Ward, tries to pull back the veil.

I wish he had never showed me the Voorish Sign... Has-Tha, the grim manuscript of Nig-Thugngoth's evil. We learned that it destroyed Shogicgurnagl eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the servant-beast Cy-othnagl when I try.

I wish I had never read those passages... Sarwgahbug, the amorphous tome of Nigsoththar's evil. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Damned Walter C. Harris! His Providence ancestry led us to the brink... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ia! Ia! Hasshebinana! icshu Nyarurothlui!"

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Cheers,
Joe Provo