Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Charles P. Gilman kept reading from that damned tome "Ia! Ia! Am-Shog! guthhepo Ulo-oth!"

Doomed Carrington Howard! His Ipswich ancestry was the bane of all around him... and to this day I hear him screaming "Shub Mi oth! Ia R'lshebtep! sothshoghuguth!"

Ia! Ia! Nigua! laic Y'hatep!

I regret interrogating her... Azbugguth, the overwhelming tract of R'llatho's evil.

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