Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
That night, she fitfully dreamed of The Forbidden Temple to Nylshebhepoo, the Beast with a Thousand Spleens and its dwellers. I felt the presence of Yogsothfht.
That night, I fitfully dreamed of The Forbidden Diner of Nylathar and its natives. It ruined us for a long time. Arkham! Obscene, mindless place of disturbingly-angled roofs!
That night, he dreamed of The Filthy Tower of Mi-ngagn and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. We learned that it destroyed Shub-Niggurath eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I recall the piping of the foothills when I try.
That night, he fitfully dreamed of The Cursed Andelain of K'alnagl and its populace. We learned that it ruined Azshebbug eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can recall the piping of the foothills now...
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