CHAPTER XVI WE PLAN ESCAPE The remainder of our journey to Thark was uneventful. We were twenty days upon the road, crossing two sea bottoms and passing through or around a number of ruined cities, mostly smaller than Korad. Twice we crossed the famous Martian waterways, or canals, so-called by… Continue Reading
The only king by right divine Is Ellen King, and were she mine I’d strive for liberty no more, But hug the glorious chains I wore. Her bosom is an ivory throne, Where tyrant virtue reigns alone; No subject vice dare interfere, To check the power that governs here. O!… Continue Reading
Wife! Wife! Yuh playing yuh ent hearing me. Ah go sen dem chirren back whey dey come from yuh know. What is this man complaining about now? I am fed-up of him and if he doesn’t watch out I sending him back where he came from. Forever complaining complaining. Ah… Continue Reading
I was sitting at the bus stop. I didn’t know why. I wasn’t trying to go anywhere. The sun was blazing overhead and the cars all looked ugly. I guess I was trying to sit in the shade. I looked at my wrist to see what time it was and… Continue Reading
Tyler was amongst the first to stop sleeping. It was quite possible he was at the head of the chain, although officially it would not be recognised because Tyler didn’t tell. He did not want to offer himself up for scrutiny and, despite everything, he held to this and managed… Continue Reading
Douglas Haines was not an impulsive man. He’d given it a lot of thought—his decision final. He stood atop the Savings and Exchange Bank in the financial district of Los Angeles. The wide box toes of his oxfords suspended over the roof’s ledge. Ten stories high, with no awning to… Continue Reading
DEEP IN THE EARTH Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone. Continue Reading
Chapter VII Yet all this was only the prologue of the actual Dunwich horror. Formalities were gone through by bewildered officials, abnormal details were duly kept from press and public, and men were sent to Dunwich and Aylesbury to look up property and notify any who might be heirs of… Continue Reading
THE COLISEUM Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time By buried centuries of pomp and power! At length—at length—after so many days Of weary pilgrimage and burning thirst, (Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie,) I kneel, an altered and an… Continue Reading
Chapter I: Conan Joins the Pirates Believe green buds awaken in the spring, That autumn paints the leaves with somber fire; Believe I held my heart inviolate To lavish on one man my hot desire. The Song of Belît Hoofs drummed down the street that sloped to the wharfs. The… Continue Reading
