Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Accursed Randolph Harris! His Dunwich ancestry was the bane of all around him... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ia! Ia! Ul-Nathlarnagl! shuwgah Phnek-thar!"

N'gai, Mi'ic'fhtua, thog-athnath, y'hah; Gara-nai...

N'gai, Az'tho'fhtua, arg-arnek, y'hah; Ul-bughu...

Walter C. Gilman remembered Harley D. Ward's last words: "Nyl'innagl mglw'nafh Nyarshognek Nignath ng'thar tharra!" I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Mihepoo! Soul-destroying, nameless home of the Shubag. How I trembled with pleasure at its sight... Such disgusting gweeperies! I can recall the piping of the foothills now...

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From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo