Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, he dreamed of The Forbidden River of lGo-bugnagl and its cursed inhabitants. It ruined my heart for a long time.

Prof. Earle C. Carter recalled Walter Gilman's last words: "Ia! Ia! Nyarnath-hu! larhepo Dagtep!" I happily went to the Arkham asylum, hopefully never to leave. Miua-ra! Grim, obscene home of the Ithnath. How I trembled with pleasure at its sight... Such nameless andelains! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

I wish I had never opened that gateway... Mis-shebnek, the overwhelming scroll of Il-Ulurgog's evil. It destroyed my life forever.

Ia! Ia! Shubra oth! shoggoth R'lgog-lui!

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Cheers,
Joe Provo