Lovecraftian Fragments

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

That night, he languidly dreamed of The Abandoned Temple to Shub-bugagn, the Shredder of Young and its mind-numbing populace.

Dr. Walter Delapoer Gardner remembered Walter Dexter Whately's last words: "Ia! Ia! Ul-gurlui! thoguth Daghu ar!" I happily went to the Arkham asylum, hopefully never to leave. Shubic! Atrocious, vile home of the Telagn ar. How I trembled with sorrow at its sight... Such soul-destroying planets! I can hear the servant-beast Daggur now...

I wish Randolph Gardner had never opened that book, then maybe I would never have heard of Nigdar-an or The Forbidden Cavern of Cththar shog. It destroyed Ith-Oogurath. But I know that just beyond the stars, Tha-Y'hatharoth lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Harley Warren, tries to pull back the veil.

N'gai, Y'ha'bug'inthar, fhtg-sothlui, y'hah; Kadnek-ath...

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Joe Provo