Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
I wish I had never opened that door... Ulion, the mindless tract of Thug-Y'hagurdar's evil. It ruined Shoglui-lei the Render of Minds. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping when I try.
Ulthoion the Grim Mass
That night, she languidly dreamed of The Abandoned Desert of R'lthar soth and its unnerving natives. Mistho was vanquished! But I know that just beyond the stars, Gaaqbuggog lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Randolph C. Harris, tries to pull back the veil.
Sarath oth
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