Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
That night, he languidly dreamed of The Stinking Gweepery of Thain and its mind-numbing inhabitants. It ruined Olgurothua. But I know that just beyond the stars, Tarnek-tep lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Walter Carter, tries to pull back the veil.
The Forbidden Temple to Niglarshulei, the Wind Walker
N'gai, Ph'in'fhtra, ing-fhtion, y'hah; Nig-arlei...
She kept reading from that doomed text "Ia! Ia! Tel-Azonana! ulaq Tar-Il!" It destroyed Nyar-wgahdar the Stalker just in time.
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Cheers,
Joe Provo