Lovecraftian Fragments

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

He kept reading from that accursed tome "Ia! Ia! Iththar! icsheb Nylshoggog!" Niglaguth was transported away... perhaps to The Filthy Temple to Oolui goth, the Devourer of Young but we were spared.

Ia! Ia! Dag-Sarullui! shogn Dagdar!

Tel-Am

I regret opening that door... Shubaq, the doomed text of Thug-Ilaqnagl's evil. It ruined us. Ith-Shubshebua! Amorphous, mind-numbing home of the Gang. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such atrocious phylacteries! I can hear the servant-beast Oothar ar now...

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