Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I regret questioning him... Thaagn goth, the gruesome scroll of Daglei's evil. It destroyed us forever. Arkham! Grim, nameless place of narrow streets!

Ia! Ia! R'ldar sheb! bugin Misguthan!

Ph'onyeh mglw'nafh Yogshuath Nathlei in'ana ichu!

Professor John P. Warren remembered Wilbur Delapoer Whately's dying words: "N'gai, Cy'sheb'sothua, athg-ngog, y'hah; Ith-Thug..." It ruined my brain. Accursed Walter Ward! His Ipswich ancestry led us to the brink of annihilation... and to this day I hear him screaming "Tar'bugua mglw'nafh R'lnglei Tarath soth'ua tharnath!"

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From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo