Lovecraftian Fragments

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Milei-tep

Ia! Ia! K'alhu-agn! wgahshog Oo-lGo!

Shubgog the Render of Hands

He kept reading from that damned tract "Ia! Ia! K'alathnai! guthla Ildar!" I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. The situation went from grim to hopeless. Doomed from the dawn of time, as predicted by the orb!

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