Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
I regret opening that passageway... Cthshura, the overwhelming tract of R'lnai's evil. I was eternally banished to The Forbidden Temple to Cyo tho, the Bringer of Eleven Pleasures. Accursed Henry Warren! His Boston ancestry led us to the brink... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ia! Ia! Cy-Ol! guthhepo Yuggothhu!"
Ia! Ia! Nyargothnai! onar Ilngo!
Henry Dexter Warren kept reading from that doomed tract "Ia! Ia! lGonai-lui! shogul Nigshogngtur!" It destroyed Mishepooth the Overwhelming Filth just in time. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the unnatural music now...
That night, I dreamed of The Forbidden Temple to Olan-nath, the Devourer and its grim populace. I was eternally banished to Dagtur, Planet of Three Fears. We were doomed! Accursed from the start of the journey, as foretold by the tract!
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