Lovecraftian Fragments

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

Professor John Philip Gilman recollected Harley C. Warren's last words: "Ia! Ia! Azurua! hepoin Azur!" I was committed to the asylum shortly thereafter. K'alagshu! Obscene, obscene home of the Mi-hepooth. How I trembled with revulsion at its sight... Such overwhelming andelains! I can hear the unnatural music now...

Ia! Ia! K'alnlar! hepohepo Nith-Niththothar!

That night, I dreamed of The Desolate Temple to Thug-Dag, the Piercing Eye and its soul-destroying inhabitants.

He kept reading from that accursed book "Ia! Ia! Cthan! ular Shog-Niggurua!" It destroyed Thug-larthar just in time. But I know that just beyond the stars, Illar lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Harris, tries to pull back the veil.

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Cheers,
Joe Provo