Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Damned Howard D. Whately! His Arkham ancestry led us to the brink of annihilation... and to this day I hear him screaming "Sar'guthnek mglw'nafh Shubngnagl Shogan shu'ion onnath!"

I regret opening that gate, then maybe I would never have heard of Ulgothath or The Desolate Grotto of Nig-lGoshebnath. It ruined Yoggurra. But I know that just beyond the stars, Nathtep-nek lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Randolph D. Howard, tries to pull back the veil.

Earle D. Warren kept reading from that damned scroll "Nyl'sothtep mglw'nafh Daglargog Nigthar gur'ua othtur!" Shubagn the Wind Walker was transported away... perhaps to The Atrocious Temple to Daginnai, the Stalker but we were spared.

N'gai, Cy'bug'athion, ng-gothtep, y'hah; Yogion-ra...

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Cheers,
Joe Provo