Ochre Sepulchre

Hraban Amsler came to the end of the forest path and continued apace. The sparse, charming wood thickening swiftly before him. Ochre and gold. Colors the harbingers of Fall. He knew the route well and yet felt as if he'd taken a wrong turning. The feeling came unbidden into his mind, though the man knew… Continue reading Ochre Sepulchre

An Inhabitant Of Carcosa (1886)

For there be divers sorts of death -- some wherein the body remaineth; and in some it vanisheth quite away with the spirit. This commonly occurreth only in solitude (such is God's will) and, none seeing the end, we say the man is lost, or gone on a long journey -- which indeed he hath;… Continue reading An Inhabitant Of Carcosa (1886)

Aedh Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven (1899)

HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because… Continue reading Aedh Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven (1899)

The Silence & The Howl | Part 10

§.10 Harmon stood within the melting hall once more. The light in the distance so bright he couldn't bring himself to look at it. The man from which the centipede had emerged stood once more, bathed in albescent resplendence. Fear quickened Harmon's pulse as he shaded his eyes and pressed down the hall, compelled by… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 10

The Silence & The Howl | Part 6

§.06 Harmon stood still. Paralyzing terror the whole of his form. The room was dark. A light visible in the distance. White and beckoning. The walls dripped viscously as if composed of oil or some like substance. A figure, human-like and yet not human, stood silhouetted by the albescent radiance surrounding. The man reached out… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 6

The Silence & The Howl | Part 4

CHAPTER FOUR After the showing ended and the gala closed Lyla, Serena and Harmon walked out of the school and drove down to one of the small, chic cafe-bars which had recently cropped up to celebrate. They set themselves down in the aromatic cedar interior on spotless red booths where shortly thereafter a pretty middle… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 4