Lovecraftian Fragments

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

N'gai, Nyl'thar'shebra, athg-athua, y'hah; lGolarlar...

I kept reading from that damned tract "Ia! Ia! Ith-Nylagan! ngon K'al-guthoth!" It ruined us. We were doomed! Damned since our earliest ancestor crept from the primordial slime, as predicted by the sphere!

Worcester! Vile, mind-numbing place of disturbingly-angled roofs!

That night, Charles D. Gardner languidly dreamed of The Soul-destroying Temple to Dagwgahfhthu, the Thief and its accursed inhabitants. It destroyed my spleen. Tha-gothnath! Mind-numbing, grim home of the Ilinan. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such atrocious diners! I can hear the servant-beast Ithua-nai now...

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