Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
He kept reading from that damned scroll "Ia! Ia! Dagaq! wgahic Misoth lar!" I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. It was hopeless! Accursed from the dawn of time, as foretold by the Ilngshoglui orb!
I regret interrogating him, then maybe I would never have heard of Nigtharnagl or The Nameless Gweepery of Nyl-aqtep. Shub-Internet was vanquished! But I know that just beyond the stars, Nyl-Teltharnek lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Wilbur Gardner, tries to pull back the veil.
That night, he dreamed of The Forbidden Diner of Tel-bugo and the things that thrived in that hostile environment. Amgothion was transported away... perhaps to Ilua, Plain of Three Pleasures but we were spared. But I know that just beyond the stars, Nathheposhebana lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Charles D. Ward, tries to pull back the veil.
N'gai, K'al'guth'larnai, fhtg-nghu, y'hah; Sar-Telnglei...
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Joe Provo