Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I was doomed! Doomed since the birth of Humanity, as predicted by the Ulgururtur sphere!

He kept reading from that doomed scroll "N'gai, Sar'soth'tharagn, shebg-buglui, y'hah; Oo-hepoo..." I happily went to the Ipswich asylum, hopefully never to leave. Damned Earle Stanley Harris! His New Bedford ancestry nearly caused everyone by me to die... and to this day I hear him screaming "N'gai, Am'soth'shogana, thog-arion, y'hah; Phdar..."

The Filthy Andelain of Mi-Dagbugan

Az Has thar! Ia Ganai! goththargogshu!

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

Cheers,
Joe Provo