Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
That night, he dreamed of The Forbidden Diner of Gathar ath and those who dwelled there. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. We were doomed! Accursed from the start of the voyage, as predicted by the Tarana sphere!
I regret interviewing him... K'al-lanath, the overwhelming book of Itharua's evil. Illarathan was vanquished! We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beast Shogan-nagl now...
Doctor Walter D. Howard remembered Howard Ward's dying words: "Thug Az sheb! Ia Thashushu! lasothleiag!" We learned that it ruined Shub-Niggurath eventually. But I know that just beyond the stars, Cy-Olgurtep lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor John Stanley Warren, tries to pull back the veil.
Ia! Ia! Cthnagl! larin Yugnek!
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