Lovecraftian Fragments
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Prof. Randolph C. Harris recalled Gilman's last words: "N'gai, Dag'wgah'nath, wgahg-thoyeh, y'hah; Y'ha-wgahtep..." I happily went to the Ipswich asylum, hopefully never to leave. Cursed Howard D. Gardner! His Providence ancestry was the bane of all around him... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ith Il ul! Ia Shub-ulthar! wgahbugangur!"
Dr. Randolph Ward remembered John Howard's last words: "Mi Am hepo! Ia Thagur! icagluiar!" I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Doomed John Gilman! His Arkham ancestry was the bane of all around him... and to this day I hear him screaming "N'gai, Mi'hepo'othdar, lag-aqan, y'hah; Nyaraqag..."
That night, he dreamed of Miguthagn, Gweepery of a Thousand Fears and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. It ruined my soul. It was hopeless! Accursed from the dawn of time, as foretold by the sphere!
N'gai, Yug'ul'nua, aqg-shebo, y'hah; Ulathsothua...
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