The Fantasy Fan, Volume 1, Number 12, August 1934: The Fan's Own MagazineVarious
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The Fantasy Fan, Volume 1, Number 12, August 1934: The Fan's Own Magazine
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Fan magazines; Fantasy fiction -- History and criticism -- Periodicals; Fantasy fiction -- Periodicals
His skirmishes with the voodoo'ers and his eventual discovery that his
own is the virgin queen of the voodoo worshipers prove thrilling. He is
beset by two villains, so to speak. Both his sweetheart, and her father
make several attempts upon his life, after he makes the discovery.
The only criticisms of the book, are two, which even the most casual
readers will notice at once. The story, and one of the characters, are
altogether too "silvery" and too "cool".
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NECROMANCY
by Clark Ashton Smith
My heart is made a necromancer's glass,
Where homeless forms and exile phantoms teem;
Where faces of forgotten sorrows gleam,
And dead despairs archaic peer and pass:
Grey longings of some weary heart that was.
Possess me, and the multiple, supreme,
Unwildered hope and star-emblazoned dream
Of questing armies.... Ancient queen and lass,
Risen vampire-like from out the wormy mold,
Deep in the magic mirror of my heart
Behold their perished beauty, and depart.
And now, from black aphelions far and cold,
Swimming in deathly light on charnel skies,
The enormous ghosts of bygone worlds arise.
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THE UNREMEMBERED REALM
by Robert Nelson
Nameless: that unremembered realm of the temporal universe
Which the sundry gods have slighted to complete:
These azure ice-peaks thrive and wane in wild exult,
And shift their freezing heights in tremulous tumult;
The wan ice-forms are vanished creatures lost in time.
Nameless: that unremembered realm of the temporal universe
Which the sundry gods have slighted to complete:
There the youthful moon is like a fount of living flame;
The eldern sun moves in a clique of pallid, dying mist;
Dark birds flow endlessly to turn the dawn to amethyst;
When moon and sun and birds are gone the dead make fires
In reeking, foul-swept skies above the great ice-spires,
And view the cold-fraught land with last and mad proclaim.
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Ebony and Ash
(A Tale of Three Wishes)
by Richard Ely Morse
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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