Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Walter Ward remembered Randolph Carter's dying words: "Ia! Ia! Nyarlar! gothshog Thaathlei!" It destroyed my life forever. Sartep! Accursed, atrocious home of the Thug-fhttep. How I trembled with revulsion at its sight... Such nameless grottos! I can hear the servant-beasts now...

N'gai, Y'ha'sheb'lalui, ing-uryeh, y'hah; Phsheb...

Howard Gardner recalled Wilbur Philip Carter's last words: "Ia! Ia! Yogin! ngwgah Gara n!" It destroyed my soul. Cursed Charles P. Harris! His New Bedford ancestry was the bane of all around him... and to this day I hear him screaming "Thug'intur mglw'nafh Ooothhu Kadath lar'agn ngagn!"

Mioth-thar, Plateau of Countless Revulsions

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Joe Provo