Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish I had never opened that passageway... Telgog sheb, the atrocious book of Nignagl-nagl's evil. I happily went to the Innsmouth asylum, hopefully never to leave. Telhu-hu! Atrocious, grim home of the Nyarlarin. How I trembled with revulsion at its sight... Such mindless gweeperies! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

The Desolate River of Cylaguthlui

He kept reading from that damned fragment "Sar Tel lar! Ia Ithwgahgurlei! icguthtepic!" We learned that it destroyed Teltharngnath eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the unnatural music now...

Ia! Ia! Nyar-othnagl! aqur Ulshogo!

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Cheers,
Joe Provo