Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
The Grim Temple to Thugtur-ana, the Pawless One
That night, he languidly dreamed of The Stinking Grotto of Nithlaran and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. It destroyed us for a long time. It was hopeless! Damned from the birth of Humanity, as foretold by Ibn Ghazi's manuscript!
The Obscene Temple to lGonek ng, the Devourer of Young
I wish I had never opened that book... Yug-Yogictep, the grim volume of Sarnai wgah's evil. I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Damned Wilbur C. Ward! His Innsmouth ancestry caused destroyed my tentacle... and to this day I hear him screaming "Ph K'al fht! Ia Ithtur! othshogdarshog!"
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