Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I kept reading from that doomed tome "N'gai, Ol'ar'ngnath, ong-sothath, y'hah; Dag-Olgurnagl..."

Carrington Ward kept reading from that doomed manuscript "N'gai, Mi'ath'ullui, tharg-gurnai, y'hah; Azgurguth..." It ruined my child. Olana! Mindless, mindless home of the K'alo. How I trembled with terror at its sight... Such soul-destroying deserts! I can recall the piping of the foothills now...

Nyar-Ph

I regret interrogating him... Ilan gur, the obscene book of Nithnek's evil. It ruined Mishugothlui just in time. But I know that just beyond the stars, Yogguthshog lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Harley D. Gilman, tries to pull back the veil.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo