Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
It was hopeless! Accursed since our earliest ancestor crept from the primordial slime, as foretold by Abdul Alhazred's volume!
The Abandoned Grotto of Amion ath
That night, I fitfully dreamed of The Abandoned Temple to Nathagothana, the Shredder of Minds and its populace.
I wish Carrington Stanley Warren had never showed me the Voorhis Sign, then maybe I would never have heard of Ooagagath or The Desolate Temple to Misulshogyeh, the Eyeless One. I was eternally banished to The Soul-destroying Temple to Pho, the Stalker of Lives. Accursed Henry Philip Ward! His Arkham ancestry caused destroyed my "Thingie"... and to this day I hear him screaming "Shog Has oth! Ia Misshogsheb! lartharanathar!"
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Joe Provo