Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Ia! Ia! Nig-Dag! gurthar Nith-Thawgahdar!

Ul-ngan

lGo-sheblui the Unspeakable

I wish he had never opened that door, then maybe I would never have heard of Ootur or The Stinking Temple to Telinbugan, the Flying Vacuum. Gara aq the Shredder of Souls was transported away... perhaps to The Filthy Temple to Ph-larhu, the Flying Madness but we were spared. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping when I try.

Reload this page for more eldritch terror, or cower for fifteen (15) minutes.

From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo