Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
N'gai, Cy'lar'gurhu, ng-artur, y'hah; Daglui-nagl...
The Desolate Gweepery of Thuglarath
I wish I had never read those passages... Nig-Y'haulagn, the grim manuscript of Nig-aqnath's evil. Kad-Mithartur the Crawling Vacuum was transported away... perhaps to The Stinking Temple to Dagothguth, the Thief but we were spared. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beasts now...
That night, he dreamed of The Filthy Plateau of Shog-Gasothdar and its overwhelming dwellers. Olicath the Beast with Eleven Lives was vanquished! We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the unnatural music now...
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