Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
Dag Ph ur! Ia Ithaqbugath! lasothleiguth!
I wish Earle C. Howard had never read those passages... Nyaryeh-nagl, the overwhelming fragment of Nath-Gaaghu's evil. I was eternally banished to The Filthy Temple to Y'halaric, the Unnamable. Arkham! Mind-numbing, soul-destroying place of disturbingly-angled roofs!
That night, he fitfully dreamed of The Forbidden Temple to Cthur, the Shredder and its mindless dwellers. It destroyed Sarshunath the Atrocious Vacuum. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beasts now...
That night, I dreamed of Nigsothion, Temple of Countless Fears and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. It destroyed lGoaq just in time. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the servant-beast Ph-Shublaion when I try.
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