Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish I had never opened that book... Has-Ga, the obscene tract of Cy-lGoshogoth's evil. It ruined us. Dagagarnagl! Soul-destroying, atrocious home of the Nathgog-tur. How I trembled with revulsion at its sight... Such vile diners! I can hear the servant-beast Misoth now...

Howard Philip Gardner recalled Howard D. Howard's last words: "Ul'wgahua mglw'nafh K'alagnek Misnai thar'ath nnek!" I happily went to the Innsmouth asylum, hopefully never to leave.

I regret opening that passageway, then maybe I would never have heard of Ith-Ilsheban or Ithicsheb, Desert of Three Terrors. Tellargoth the Crawling Filth was transported away... perhaps to The Filthy Temple to Cthng, the Unspeakable but we were spared. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

Ia! Ia! Tha-gurtep! inshu Azino!

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Cheers,
Joe Provo