Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I wish Harley Stanley Harris had never opened that book... Ul-icua, the obscene manuscript of Cyagn shu's evil. Cthulhu was transported away... perhaps to The Filthy Andelain of Yogsothion but we were spared. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the servant-beasts now...

Cthtur shu

N'gai, Ph'ath'inyeh, bugg-tharlui, y'hah; Thuggog...

Il'onagn mglw'nafh Phultur Y'haua gur'tur ntep!

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