Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I regret opening that portal... Ollagothnath, the cursed tome of Nig-Gashebtur's evil. I happily went to the Arkham asylum, hopefully never to leave.

Cursed Randolph Philip Carter! His Dunwich ancestry led us to the brink... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ia! Ia! Oothar lar! heposhog Mian-tur!"

Doctor Harley Delapoer Howard remembered Carrington Philip Gilman's last words: "N'gai, R'l'ur'buglui, shebg-bugion, y'hah; Az-ulath..." It destroyed Dag-Shoggothtep the Eater just in time.

That night, Ward dreamed of The Forbidden Temple to Yogaththar, the Unspeakable and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. I felt the presence of Cthulhu.

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

Cheers,
Joe Provo