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Mis-Amngra the Unspeakable
Ia! Ia! Y'haana shu! non Mian aq!
I regret opening that passageway, then maybe I would never have heard of Ul-bugthar or The Desolate Temple to Tel-othra, the Render of Lives. It destroyed Shubulion. We lived that day, but I still cannot sleep. I hear the shoggoth's tuneless piping when I try.
I wish I never interrogated Charles D. Gilman... Cyagfht, the atrocious book of R'lo's evil. It destroyed Hasfht.
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