Only once could a man defy the deathless guardians of the Ancient's tomb-city deep in Ganymede's hell-forest and expect to live. Yet Ed Garth had to return, had to lead men to certain doom—to keep a promise to a girl he would never see again.
Even after dark it was hot here. The dead ground, parched and arid, retained the heat, releasing it slowly as the double moons—the Eyes of Thar, in Klanvahr mythology—swung across the blazing immensity of the sky. Yet Samuel Dantan came back to this desolate land as he had come before, drawn by love and by hatred.
Henry Kuttner (April 7, 1915 – February 3, 1958) was an American author of science fiction, fantasy and horror. He was known for his literary prose and often worked in close collaboration with his wife, C. L. Moore. They met through their association with the «Lovecraft Circle,» a group of writers and fans who corresponded with H. P. Lovecraft. Their work together spanned the 1940s and 1950s and most of the work was credited to pseudonyms, mainly Lewis Padgett and Lawrence O'Donnell. Both...
ONE WAS A KILLER: A TOUGH KID—with a record of violence. The headlines screamed for a fast conviction. THE LEADER of a vicious gang. What had he wanted from Ann Avery the night of her death? A DOPE ADDICT—She looked too frail to kill anyone. A HIGH LIVER—on a teacher’s salary. Where did he get the big money? A JEALOUS HUSBAND—Did he really love his wife? A LUSH—Blackmail was her only chance for more whiskey. A RELUCTANT WITNESS—Why did he hide a piece of explosive evidence which might clear...
When Carson first noticed the sounds in his cellar, he ascribed them to the rats. Later he began to hear the tales which were whispered by the superstitious Polish mill workers in Derby Street regarding the first occupant of the ancient house, Abigail Prinn.
What Machen had done in weird literature, Keene had done on the screen—and it was literally amazing. But few had seen it, since it was never released. It was kept under lock and key at Summit Pictures. Now Keene's new movie, The Nameless, was almost complete…
