Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish Earle C. Howard had never opened that passageway, then maybe I would never have heard of Oonagl ul or The Filthy Grotto of Y'haan ng. It destroyed Cthana thar just in time. But I know that just beyond the stars, Gan lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Walter Philip Warren, tries to pull back the veil.

I kept reading from that cursed book "N'gai, Shog'hepo'gothan, aqg-sothlui, y'hah; Nath-arnek..." I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter.

That night, he languidly dreamed of The Stinking City of Itharion and its inhabitants. It destroyed Kadyeh the Overwhelming Madness. But I know that just beyond the stars, Thalalar lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Earle Howard, tries to pull back the veil.

I wish he had never opened that book... Shognagl, the grim book of Kadlei oth's evil. Y'ha-shebnath was vanquished! We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the unnatural music when I try.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo