Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish I had never opened that gateway... K'albuglei, the overwhelming scroll of Amana's evil. I happily went to the Ipswich asylum, hopefully never to leave. Cursed John D. Harris! His Innsmouth ancestry nearly destroyed us... and to this day I hear him screaming "N'gai, Has'sheb'thonek, arg-ulhu, y'hah; Nithdar bug..."

I regret interviewing him, then maybe I would never have heard of Phaqfht or The Abandoned City of Il-wgahua. It destroyed us. Arkham! Accursed, nameless place of narrow streets!

Ia! Ia! Y'hanek on! fhtsoth Shogthargoth!

Ia! Ia! Thaana-thar! othwgah Saroth-gog!

Reload this page for more eldritch terror, or cower for fifteen (15) minutes.

From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo