Lovecraftian Fragments
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I kept reading from that cursed book "N'gai, Nith'goth'arlei, tharg-arua, y'hah; Sarath..." It destroyed my cane. Doomed Henry D. Warren! His Ipswich ancestry nearly caused ruined us... and to this day I hear him screaming "N'gai, Am'wgah'wgahana, ing-shoggog, y'hah; Ullar..."
Cthnek fht the Shredder
Ia! Ia! Ullei goth! shogng Cth-laoth!
Professor Walter Gilman remembered Harley Stanley Gardner's dying words: "N'gai, Az'shog'ulyeh, agg-agnai, y'hah; Nyararra..." We learned that it ruined Y'haarhepoan the Grim Eye eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the unnatural music when I try.
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Joe Provo