The Very Old Folk / Оригинал текста
It was a flaming sunset or late afternoon in the tiny provincial town of Pompelo, at
The Unnamable / Оригинал текста
WE WERE sitting on a dilapidated seventeenth-century tomb in the late afternoon of an autumn day
The Silver Key / Оригинал текста
WHEN Randolph Carter was thirty he lost the key to the gate of dreams. Prior to
Pickman’s Model / Оригинал текста
YOU needn’t think I’m crazy, Eliot—plenty of others have queerer prejudices than this. Why don’t you
In the Vault / Оригинал текста
There is nothing more absurd, as I view it, than that conventional association of the homely
The Hound / Оригинал текста
In my tortured ears there sounds unceasingly a nightmare whirring and flapping, and a faint, distant
History of the Necronomicon / Оригинал текста
Original title Al Azif—azif being the word used by the Arabs to designate that nocturnal sound (made
He / Оригинал текста
Isaw him on a sleepless night when I was walking desperately to save my soul and
The Festival / Оригинал текста
“Efficiunt daemones, ut quae non sunt, sic tamen quasi sint, conspicienda hominibus exhibeant.”—Lactantius. IWAS far from
The Evil Clergyman / Оригинал текста
Iwas shown into the attic chamber by a grave, intelligent-looking man with quiet clothes and
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