Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, Harley D. Gardner languidly dreamed of The Filthy Temple to Ithath n, the Bringer of Countless Pleasures and its damned populace. R'ltharan the Piercing Madness was vanquished! But I know that just beyond the stars, Nath-othan lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Harley D. Carter, tries to pull back the veil.

Ol Tar lar! Ia Yog-Nathathgog! agthoionin!

Ia! Ia! Ith-Ga! ulshu Nigath-oth!

John D. Carter recalled Henry Warren's last words: "Am Y'ha la! Ia lGo-fhtnai! laathnektho!" I happily went to the New Bedford asylum, hopefully never to leave. We were doomed! Cursed from the birth of Humanity, as predicted by Abdul Alhazred's fragment!

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Cheers,
Joe Provo