Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, he dreamed of The Filthy Temple to Ithdar-thar, the Render and its natives. I felt the presence of Mishunai the Bringer of Disappointingly Few Revulsions.

Ia! Ia! K'althoulua! guththo Oo-fhttep!

Ia! Ia! Kadan-hu! shuin Telargoth!

I regret opening that door, then maybe I would never have heard of Ollui in or Cth-aqhu, Plain of Innumerable Fears. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Nig-ontur! Mindless, unnerving home of the Ulagn ag. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such damned lands! I can hear the unnatural music now...

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Joe Provo