High up, crowning the grassy summit of a swelling mound whose sides are wooded near the base with the gnarled trees of the primeval forest, stands the old chateau of my ancestors. For centuries its lofty battlements have frowned down upon the wild and rugged countryside about, serving as a home and stronghold for the proud house whose honoured line is older even than the moss-grown castle walls. These ancient turrets, stained by the storms of generations and crumbling under the slow yet mighty pressure of time, formed in the ages of feudalism one of the most dreaded and formidable fortresses in all France. From its machicolated parapets and mounted battlements Barons, Counts, and even Kings had been defied, yet never had its spacious halls resounded to the footsteps of the invader. Continue reading The Alchemist By H. P. Lovecraft
Spookiness and wit abound in this unhallowed tale of lust, madness and submarines. Continue reading The Satanic Bridegroom by Joe Gola
Time for some more of my strange doodles and their funny little stories! Enjoy 🙂 Continue reading Look at those Doodles with their Funny Little Stories!
Poisonous fungi in brick and stone flow’ring,
Lanterns that shudder and death-lights that glow. Continue reading The Cats – A Poem By H. P. Lovecraft
Valerie and Her Week of Wonders is a fantastic surreal fairy tale (Grimm style) in which nasty priests prey … Continue reading Valerie and Her Week of Wonders (1970)
I don’t remember not loving Edward Gorey, creator of such books as The Lost Lions; or, Having Opened the Wrong … Continue reading Edward Gorey (1925-2000)