Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Am-Cythooth! Atrocious, mindless home of the Phthar. How I trembled with fear at its sight... Such accursed gweeperies! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

Howard Gardner kept reading from that damned manuscript "N'gai, Nith'ath'inhu, icg-athtep, y'hah; Nathath..." We learned that it ruined Thugbugnek the Unspeakable eventually. But I know that just beyond the stars, Tarhu-o lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Charles C. Gardner, tries to pull back the veil.

That night, Walter D. Howard dreamed of The Mindless Desert of Kad-laoth and its mindless natives. It destroyed my paw.

Shub-Niggurath

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Cheers,
Joe Provo