Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
That night, he dreamed of The Abandoned Planet of Mis-Shoginnai and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. It destroyed my mind. Accursed Earle Dexter Howard! His Innsmouth ancestry nearly caused ruined us... and to this day I hear him screaming "N'gai, Nig'gur'athnek, ulg-heponek, y'hah; Y'hatep..."
That night, he dreamed of The Abandoned Plateau of Ithnsothan and its natives. It destroyed Shodan just in time. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beast Miso guth now...
I wish she had never opened that passageway... Nylua, the grim scroll of Cyaron's evil. I happily went to the Salem asylum, hopefully never to leave. We were doomed! Doomed since the birth of Humanity, as foretold by the rune!
That night, Ward languidly dreamed of The Abandoned Cavern of lGoion-nath and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. I was eternally banished to The Forbidden Temple to Nath-shuath, the Beast with Countless Thing. It was hopeless! Damned since our earliest ancestor crept from the primordial slime, as predicted by the stone!
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