Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
Yogguthshoghu the Flying Eye
That night, he languidly dreamed of The Stinking Grotto of Amaththo and its dwellers. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter.
That night, I fitfully dreamed of Hasngar, Gweepery of Countless Fears and its dwellers. It destroyed Yug-Oo. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beast Nyl-Phguryeh now...
The Filthy Temple to Cyarin, the Shredder
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