Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
I kept reading from that damned text "Dag Am ur! Ia Shoglei! arlarnekar!" I happily went to the Worcester asylum, hopefully never to leave. Arkham! Obscene, accursed place of secrets man was not meant to know!
That night, I dreamed of The Abandoned Temple to Sar-Tel, the Bringer of Three Pleasures and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. It ruined my child. We were doomed! Cursed from the dawn of time, as predicted by the rune!
Carter remembered John Delapoer Ward's last words: "N'gai, Mi'la'gothnath, larg-guthnagl, y'hah; Nyl-Tarshuan..." It destroyed Shub-Niggurath. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beasts now...
He kept reading from that damned text "Ia! Ia! K'alaqthar! othath Ulontur!" Shubath was vanquished! We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the unnatural music when I try.
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Cheers,
Joe Provo