Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I regret interrogating Charles Ward... Shogguthon, the obscene fragment of Mishubugtep's evil. I happily went to the Arkham asylum, hopefully never to leave. Arkham! Damned, cursed place of narrow streets!

The Filthy Plain of Sarlarnath

N'gai, Dag'ur'gothyeh, shogg-shogthar, y'hah; Shub-Ul...

I regret questioning Walter C. Ward... Cyinnan, the cursed text of Nathgurtep's evil. I felt the presence of Has-Cthngion the Eyeless One.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo