The Nameless City, Nyarlathotep, The Festival

Fiction & Literature, Horror, Science Fiction & Fantasy
Cover of the book The Nameless City, Nyarlathotep, The Festival by H. P. Lovecraft, Books on Demand
View on Amazon View on AbeBooks View on Kobo View on B.Depository View on eBay View on Walmart
Author: H. P. Lovecraft ISBN: 9783748147541
Publisher: Books on Demand Publication: October 19, 2018
Imprint: Language: English
Author: H. P. Lovecraft
ISBN: 9783748147541
Publisher: Books on Demand
Publication: October 19, 2018
Imprint:
Language: English

I was far from home, and the spell of the eastern sea was upon me. In the twilight I heard it pounding on the rocks, and I knew it lay just over the hill where the twisting willows writhed against the clearing sky and the first stars of evening. And because my fathers had called me to the old town beyond, I pushed on through the shallow, new-fallen snow along the road that soared lonely up to where Aldebaran twinkled among the trees; on toward the very ancient town I had never seen but often dreamed of. It was the Yuletide, that men call Christmas though they know in their hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon, older than Memphis and mankind. It was the Yuletide, and I had come at last to the ancient sea town where my people had dwelt and kept festival in the elder time when festival was forbidden; where also they had commanded their sons to keep festival once every century, that the memory of primal secrets might not be forgotten.

View on Amazon View on AbeBooks View on Kobo View on B.Depository View on eBay View on Walmart

I was far from home, and the spell of the eastern sea was upon me. In the twilight I heard it pounding on the rocks, and I knew it lay just over the hill where the twisting willows writhed against the clearing sky and the first stars of evening. And because my fathers had called me to the old town beyond, I pushed on through the shallow, new-fallen snow along the road that soared lonely up to where Aldebaran twinkled among the trees; on toward the very ancient town I had never seen but often dreamed of. It was the Yuletide, that men call Christmas though they know in their hearts it is older than Bethlehem and Babylon, older than Memphis and mankind. It was the Yuletide, and I had come at last to the ancient sea town where my people had dwelt and kept festival in the elder time when festival was forbidden; where also they had commanded their sons to keep festival once every century, that the memory of primal secrets might not be forgotten.

More books from Books on Demand

Cover of the book Comment faire la promotion d'un livre numérique? by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Diabetes by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Laughter From The Sky & The Triumph Of A Dream by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Der kleine Elektroniker by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Bunte Schafe by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Impressionen zum Träumen aus Dithmarschen by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Die 15 besten Methoden, mit denen Sie Geld verdienen können by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Old Surehand by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Video Banking by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Die Stadt Chelmno/Culm und die Erste Teilung Polens by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Erfolg im Dienst für Gott by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book 50 Fakten zur effektiven Gewichtsabnahme by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Traumland Expedition 2.Teil by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Kaufmann/Kauffrau im E-Commerce by H. P. Lovecraft
Cover of the book Piepenpatz by H. P. Lovecraft
We use our own "cookies" and third party cookies to improve services and to see statistical information. By using this website, you agree to our Privacy Policy