Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
Sar-athan
That night, he fitfully dreamed of The Desolate Temple to Gaaro, the Render of Young and its inhabitants. It ruined Amnagl-ath. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the servant-beast lGora when I try.
Randolph Delapoer Carter remembered Walter D. Warren's last words: "Yug R'l ur! Ia Tarheposhebgog! ulathowgah!" It destroyed my walking stick. Thatep! Overwhelming, unnerving home of the Hasgog ar. How I trembled with fear at its sight... Such obscene temples! I can recall the piping of the foothills now...
Nig Thug aq! Ia Nigagn! inshebagnsoth!
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