Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
That night, I languidly dreamed of The Mind-numbing Temple to Yogua-lei, the Stealer and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. I felt the presence of Y'hathar.
That night, he fitfully dreamed of The Stinking Temple to Gaagn, the Stealer of Lives and its populace. We learned that it destroyed Mis-thodar eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the unnatural music when I try.
I wish I had never opened that book... Sar-Nyarshugog, the grim tome of Az-Y'hahepoath's evil.
Ia! Ia! Nylfht! fhtshog R'lbugguth!
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