The House of Hapsburg

“Oh, the Unnameable! Oh, the Incomprehensible!”

Have we any H.P. Lovecraft fans out there? Of course we do- it is the internet!

Using my superior N-gram Story Generator and the entire text of his Dagon, I have constructed for you this short story titled: “”Oh, the Unnameable! Oh, the incomprehensible!”“

other tones which Nature utters only in her wildest moods. When I had been given scant attention. Of any land which are unknown to the deep sea without a distance; an intervening valley were not quite so wild that night; but little idea of the ascending moon. That it necessary to insist upon the dead things. For several hours I had risen beneath me and consideration due us as of some immense slippery body lumbering against it. It shall not find me. God that the mound and looked down the other side and gave vent to be much higher than himself. I remarked as the stillness and the mere words the unutterable hideousness that can dwell in sight. The weather kept fair and for the bottom winding out of which I was in the newly bestowed rays of the ascending moon. That it was in absolute silence and the mound and looked down the other side and consideration due us as of some immense slippery body lumbering against it. It shall not without a certain thrill of which I was in sight. The weather kept fair and for the ascending moon. That it flung its gigantic it flung its gigantic