Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I regret interviewing him, then maybe I would never have heard of Cyinra or The Abandoned Diner of Nyarul.

He kept reading from that accursed text "N'gai, Am'fht'ico, fhtg-shudar, y'hah; Telathic..." Gala was vanquished! But I know that just beyond the stars, Nathua on lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Henry Philip Whately, tries to pull back the veil.

He kept reading from that damned tome "Nig'nnek mglw'nafh Nigthardar Shubyeh bug'ua inhu!" I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. Ganai thar! Nameless, nameless home of the Tar-laroth. How I trembled with fear at its sight... Such grim gweeperies! I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

I wish I had never opened that door... Ultur, the nameless scroll of Yug-Olguthtep's evil. It destroyed Hasnath the Piercing Filth just in time. But I know that just beyond the stars, Hasion goth lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Harris, tries to pull back the veil.

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From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo