Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Ia! Ia! Phsoth! tharon Tha-Tar!

Am-Ulinthar! Overwhelming, atrocious home of the Shubath-ana. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such soul-destroying rivers! I can hear the servant-beasts now...

That night, I dreamed of The Forbidden Diner of Yogbugshog and its damned natives. I happily went to the New Bedford asylum, hopefully never to leave.

The Desolate Temple to Ilguththar, the Handless One

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From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo