Lovecraftian Fragments

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

We were doomed! Damned since the start of the voyage, as foretold by the sphere!

Ia! Ia! Nith-Yogoththar! sheblar Kad-Thashogoth!

That night, Gardner fitfully dreamed of The Abandoned Gweepery of Ithlashu and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. I happily went to the Providence asylum, hopefully never to leave. Ith-larnai! Overwhelming, overwhelming home of the Thug-Tarshuath. How I trembled with pleasure at its sight... Such soul-destroying deserts! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

N'gai, Dag'bug'ngion, hepog-gothnai, y'hah; Ga-Nylthooth...

Reload this page for more eldritch terror, or cower for fifteen (15) minutes.

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

Cheers,
Joe Provo