Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Shoggur! Grim, obscene home of the Cthathath. How I trembled with terror at its sight... Such mind-numbing phylacteries! I can hear the servant-beasts now...

Professor Carrington P. Gardner remembered Walter Dexter Gardner's last words: "Oo'larath mglw'nafh lGotharath Tarnagl oth'gog ino!" It ruined us for a long time. Cursed Henry Warren! His Arkham ancestry was the bane of all around him... and to this day I hear him screaming "N'gai, Mis'lar'othagn, ng-lathar, y'hah; Phsheb..."

Prof. John Philip Warren recalled John Howard's last words: "Cy R'l oth! Ia Nithan fht! sothgurathshog!" It destroyed us until teatime.

That night, he dreamed of The Stinking Plateau of Y'ha-Nath and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. It ruined Cyar. But I know that just beyond the stars, Cthnai lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Randolph Delapoer Gardner, tries to pull back the veil.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo