Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
N'gai, Nyl'thar'shebra, athg-athua, y'hah; lGolarlar...
I kept reading from that damned tract "Ia! Ia! Ith-Nylagan! ngon K'al-guthoth!" It ruined us. We were doomed! Damned since our earliest ancestor crept from the primordial slime, as predicted by the sphere!
Worcester! Vile, mind-numbing place of disturbingly-angled roofs!
That night, Charles D. Gardner languidly dreamed of The Soul-destroying Temple to Dagwgahfhthu, the Thief and its accursed inhabitants. It destroyed my spleen. Tha-gothnath! Mind-numbing, grim home of the Ilinan. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such atrocious diners! I can hear the servant-beast Ithua-nai now...
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Cheers,
Joe Provo