Lovecraftian Fragments

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

I kept reading from that doomed fragment "Mis Ph lar! Ia Y'hashogagnai! thoarothoth!" It destroyed R'lgursothtur. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping now...

Ia! Ia! Nig-K'algothlui! agguth Has-Shog!

He kept reading from that accursed volume "Am Mis shog! Ia Ithgur! shuaquang!" It destroyed Nathhu the Brainless One just in time. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I can recall the piping of the foothills now...

Charles Stanley Howard remembered Randolph Carter's last words: "N'gai, Az'ng'fhtua, hepog-lartur, y'hah; Dagngaryeh..." I happily went to the Arkham asylum, hopefully never to leave. Accursed Walter D. Carter! His Salem ancestry nearly destroyed us... and to this day I hear him screaming "Thug Tha ath! Ia Yugargog! ullanathla!"

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Cheers,
Joe Provo