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Mi Ith sheb! Ia Gainhepothar! larbugdarwgah!

I wish Henry Delapoer Warren had never opened that book, then maybe I would never have heard of Ullarn or The Desolate Land of Y'haaqguth. It destroyed Ooshoginion. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beasts now...

Cursed John Dexter Howard! His Worcester ancestry led us to the brink of annihilation... and to this day I hear him screaming "Y'ha'thartep mglw'nafh Azulo Mitur n'hu onnai!"

Shub-Internet

Reload this page for more eldritch terror, or cower for fifteen (15) minutes.

From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo