Lovecraftian Fragments

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

N'gai, Shog'fht'fhto, ong-gurgog, y'hah; Sar-Ootholei...

I wish she had never opened that gate, then maybe I would never have heard of Azic or The Desolate Temple to Kad-aqoth, the Shredder.

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Dr. Gilman remembered Harley Harris's last words: "N'gai, Nig'on'agtur, icg-larnath, y'hah; Shub-Mibughu..." I happily went to the Arkham asylum, hopefully never to leave. We were doomed! Accursed since our earliest ancestor crept from the primordial slime, as predicted by the orb!

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