Lovecraftian Fragments
Textual fragments... Creatures... Places...
I wish he had never read those passages... Shogtho, the atrocious scroll of Cthbugar's evil. I happily went to the Worcester asylum, hopefully never to leave. We were doomed! Accursed since the stars were set in motion, as predicted by the R'llaar orb!
Shub-Niggurath
The Forbidden Diner of Thahepo
That night, Henry C. Gilman dreamed of The Desolate Temple to Kad-Amathtep, the Eater and its gruesome populace. It ruined Ooshebothgog just in time. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the servant-beast Taragur when I try.
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Cheers,
Joe Provo