Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish I had never read those passages... Thuglei, the mind-numbing volume of Mis-shognath's evil. It destroyed Shub-Phlaana just in time.

She kept reading from that damned volume "Shub'hepoan mglw'nafh Cththarthar Cthlui ng'thar gurnagl!" It destroyed Thugbugng just in time. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beast Nyarra now...

N'gai, Sar'bug'agdar, lag-bughu, y'hah; Gashogla...

That night, he languidly dreamed of Ga-Oonagn, Phylactery of a Thousand Pleasures and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. It destroyed us forever. Arkham! Soul-destroying, overwhelming place of narrow streets!

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Cheers,
Joe Provo