Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
That night, he dreamed of The Stinking Temple of Dagan and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. We learned that it destroyed Ul-Cyfhtnath eventually. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beast Nyl-R'l now...
The Obscene Land of R'lnagl
N'gai, Shog'n'shogo, guthg-ino, y'hah; Cy-Yoggothlui...
He kept reading from that damned scroll "Ph'athhu mglw'nafh Dagaglui Midar shu'dar icion!"
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