Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I regret opening that gate, then maybe I would never have heard of Shub-laro or The Abandoned Temple to Cylui, the Wind Walker. It ruined my life for a long time. Mis-icnath! Atrocious, vile home of the Dag-Tar. How I trembled with wonder at its sight... Such damned caverns! I can hear the servant-beast Oogog now...

Damned Carrington Delapoer Harris! His Ipswich ancestry nearly caused everyone by me to die... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ph'icnek mglw'nafh Amontur Kadnek tho'dar shuath!"

Nath Kad ic! Ia Shubua sheb! ngsothtepng!

lGo'otho mglw'nafh Phngnek Ilnath ng'lei otho!

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

Cheers,
Joe Provo