Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Miana

Ia! Ia! Kad-sothyeh! gothwgah Tarhepouryeh!

I regret opening that portal... Thuglaryeh, the mindless tome of Ul-onagn's evil. I happily went to the Boston asylum, hopefully never to leave.

That night, I dreamed of The Forbidden Temple of Shog-Kadshogana and its populace. It destroyed Hasath. But I know that just beyond the stars, Yog-Tar lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Charles Delapoer Howard, tries to pull back the veil.

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