Lovecraftian Fragments
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Sarhepo, River of Innumerable Terrors
That night, he languidly dreamed of The Desolate Temple to Nyarwgahgog, the Faceless One and its populace. It destroyed my spleen for the rest of my life.
Il lGo ag! Ia lGohepora! ngathgoggoth!
Ithtep
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