Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
It was hopeless! Cursed from the start of the voyage, as predicted by the tome!
Shub'gurtep mglw'nafh Ulsheban Azlui shog'oth ultur!
The Forbidden Temple to Misfht, the Flying Vacuum
That night, I dreamed of Nithathsoth, Desert of Disappointingly Few Pleasures and its soul-destroying natives. It destroyed my life. It was hopeless! Accursed since the stars were set in motion, as foretold by the orb!
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Cheers,
Joe Provo