Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, he dreamed of Nyarar, Cavern of Countless Fears and its nameless populace. It destroyed Oobug. But I know that just beyond the stars, Shognek lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Harris, tries to pull back the veil.

I wish Harley Dexter Gilman had never showed me the Voorish Sign... Az-Y'ha, the mindless scroll of Olla's evil. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Salem! Mind-numbing, grim place of secrets man was not meant to know!

I wish he had never opened that book... Thugath, the nameless text of Shub-guran's evil. I happily went to the Providence asylum, hopefully never to leave. Thugguthhu! Unnerving, nameless home of the Shogshula. How I trembled with fear at its sight... Such grim phylacteries! I can recall the piping of the foothills now...

Ia! Ia! Tha-gurthar! urla Mi-Yogathnagl!

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Joe Provo