Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, he dreamed of The Desolate Desert of Ooarfhtra and those who dwelled there. It destroyed Nath-Nyarothoth the Unnamable. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beast Nyaryeh now...

I regret interviewing Walter D. Warren, then maybe I would never have heard of Sargur or The Forbidden Land of Ul-gurlui.

N'gai, Oo'gur'icnath, tharg-icnath, y'hah; K'alnion...

I wish he had never opened that gate... Telnek-nek, the grotesque text of Shogtur's evil.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo