The Phoenix on the Sword Chapter 5 pt 2

By H.P. Lovecraft Ascalante did not look toward the door; he had eyes only for the wounded king. He supposed that the noise of the fray had at last roused the palace, and that the loyal guards were upon him, though even in that moment it seemed strange that his hardened rogues should scream so […]

The Phoenix on the Sword Chapter 5 pt 1

By H.P. Lovecraft What do I know of cultured ways, the gilt, the craft and the lie?I, who was born in a naked land and bred in the open sky.The subtle tongue, the sophist guile, they fail when the broadswords sing;Rush in and die, dogs—I was a man before I was a king.—The Road Of […]

The Phoenix on the Sword Chapter 4

By H.P. Lovecraft When the world was young and men were weak, and the fiends of the night walked free,I strove with Set by fire and steel and the juice of the upas-tree;Now that I sleep in the mount’s black heart, and the ages take their toll,Forget ye him who fought with the Snake to […]

The Phoenix on the Sword Chapter 3

By H.P. Lovecraft Under the caverned pyramids great Set coils asleep;Among the shadows of the tombs his dusky people creep.I speak the Word from the hidden gulfs that never knew the sun—Send me a servant for my hate, oh scaled and shining One.THE SUN was setting, etching the green and hazy blue of the forest […]