Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I kept reading from that accursed text "Az'fhtua mglw'nafh Mionath Nathion tho'gog no!" It destroyed my life forever. The situation went from grim to hopeless. Accursed since the stars were set in motion, as predicted by Abdul Alhazred's manuscript!

I regret opening that passageway, then maybe I would never have heard of Nithwgahath or The Filthy Temple to Telbugan, the Bringer of Countless Sorrows. It ruined Yogan bug the Thief of Souls. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can recall the piping of the foothills now...

Ia! Ia! Tar-heponai! aghepo Thuglashog!

Arkham! Nameless, gruesome place of decayed natives!

Reload this page for more eldritch terror, or cower for fifteen (15) minutes.

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

Cheers,
Joe Provo