Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish she had never opened that door... Ulo-ra, the grim tome of Misnath ng's evil. It destroyed Kad-Tar just in time. But I know that just beyond the stars, Saro ag lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Charles Ward, tries to pull back the veil.

Cth-Yog! Nameless, nameless home of the Shubbugnoth. How I trembled with wonder at its sight... Such unnerving phylacteries! I can hear the servant-beast Sarlei thar now...

I wish Charles Gardner had never opened that book... Thatharthar, the grim scroll of lGogurur's evil. I was eternally banished to The Filthy Temple to Ithshogsoth, the Overwhelming Filth. Migurgur! Grotesque, grim home of the Ph-Thugshebath. How I trembled with pleasure at its sight... Such overwhelming diners! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

Ia! Ia! Hasagn-nath! gurhepo Tar-athhu!

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Joe Provo