Showing posts with label H. P. Lovecraft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label H. P. Lovecraft. Show all posts

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Friday, March 12, 2010

The elder Lolgods awake...


Who would have thought that the elder gods from Lovecrafts dark universe would even invade the lolcats.
Can i has cheezburger made of souls?
Beware....

Friday, September 19, 2008

In The Walls Of Eryx, 1939


In The Walls Of Eryx by H. P. Lovecraft. Published October 1939 in Weird Tales, Vol. 34, No. 4, p. 50-68. A very untypical Lovecraft story (no Elder Gods and Shub-Niggurat in this one) but nonetheless an excellent tale!

Before I try to rest I will set down these notes in preparation for the report I must make. What I have found is so singular, and so contrary to all past experience and expectations, that it deserves a very careful description.

I reached the main landing on Venus, March 18, terrestrial time; VI, 9 of the planet's calendar. Being put in the main group under Miller, I received my equipment - watch tuned to Venus's slightly quicker rotation - and went through the usual mask drill. After two days I was pronounced fit for duty.

Leaving the Crystal Company's post at Terra Nova around dawn, VI, 12, I followed the southerly route which Anderson had mapped out from the air. The going was bad, for these jungles are always half impassable after a rain. It must be the moisture that gives the tangled vines and creepers that leathery toughness; a toughness so great that a knife has to work ten minutes on some of them. By noon it was dryer - the vegetation getting soft and rubbery so that my knife went through it easily - but even then I could not make much speed. These Carter oxygen masks are too heavy - just carrying one half wears an ordinary man out. A Dubois mask with sponge-reservoir instead of tubes would give just as good air at half the weight.


Read H. P. Lovecraft Library: "In The Walls Of Eryx"