Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish I had never opened that passageway... Nyar-lanagl, the accursed tract of Gathar-ath's evil. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Dagan ur! Grim, mind-numbing home of the Thug-lGo. How I trembled with revulsion at its sight... Such nameless lands! I can hear the servant-beasts now...

I kept reading from that cursed tome "Ia! Ia! Nithicoth! fhtla lGogog-agn!" I happily went to the Innsmouth asylum, hopefully never to leave. lGoaqheponagl! Mind-numbing, mindless home of the K'algog sheb. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such amorphous plains! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

Nith-Yogwgahana

I wish he had never read those passages... Tha-buggog, the grim fragment of Misinulion's evil. It ruined Photh the Unspeakable. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can recall the piping of the foothills now...

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Cheers,
Joe Provo