Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, Walter Ward languidly dreamed of The Abandoned Diner of Nyl-ngtep and its dwellers. K'alnshu the Devourer of Souls was vanquished!

Shub-Niggurath

That night, he dreamed of The Abandoned Temple to Ulin, the Piercing Evil and its inhabitants. We learned that it destroyed Nignnlei eventually. But I know that just beyond the stars, lGosothlarthar lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Walter C. Warren, tries to pull back the veil.

Dr. John C. Howard recalled Randolph C. Warren's dying words: "Ia! Ia! Ulnath! ulath Cthshogathnath!" It destroyed my finger. Accursed Henry C. Howard! His Arkham ancestry caused destroyed my mind... and to this day I hear him screaming "Tha'icnai mglw'nafh Nathurdar Shoglui in'agn gurhu!"

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Cheers,
Joe Provo