Lovecraftian Fragments
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Professor Walter Delapoer Warren remembered Charles Carter's dying words: "Ul'tharlei mglw'nafh Nylinnath Dagoth ur'ion shebgog!" It destroyed my jacket for the rest of my life.
He kept reading from that accursed text "N'gai, Thug'goth'athath, shug-ullui, y'hah; Thugaqgog..." It destroyed Ganek the Render just in time. But I know that just beyond the stars, Phsheb lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Earle Dexter Ward, tries to pull back the veil.
That night, Howard D. Howard dreamed of The Filthy Cavern of Amoth and its populace. R'llei the Render of Souls was vanquished! But I know that just beyond the stars, Shubfhtbug lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Walter Gilman, tries to pull back the veil.
Harley Dexter Harris kept reading from that accursed tome "K'al Nath fht! Ia K'alshebshog! agshebofht!" It destroyed lGo-lartur the Unspeakable. But I know that just beyond the stars, Miicion lies in wait for the next time someone, like poor Henry Warren, tries to pull back the veil.
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Joe Provo