Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Ol Yog oth! Ia K'alfht! labugyehguth!

I wish he had never opened that door... Nathtur-an, the damned text of Shubfht's evil. It ruined Cthsheb the Unnamable just in time. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

Ia! Ia! Hasgurng! aqlar Ph-Misgothlei!

She kept reading from that damned text "Ia! Ia! Nath-R'ltharlui! bugin Mingsheb!" It destroyed my life.

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