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
Forrest Ackerman's foreign correspondence runs something like this: one
Canada; one Philippine Islands; several New Zealand; four or five Great
Britain; two Ireland; one Switzerland; one Hungarian.
Here's a "new" word: _Fantastiac_. One who goes in for the weird and
grotesque in life; also one who likes weird fiction.
R. H. Barlow is planning on issuing "The Shunned House" by H. P.
Lovecraft sometime in the fall.
Clark Ashton Smith is about 40 and has been a weird poet since boyhood.
He is a protege of the late George Sterling and a fantastic painter of
great power. He has translated "Baudelaire."
Donald Wandrei is 25 and a U. of Minn. graduate. His sole occupation is
fiction-writing--comes from St. Paul but lives in New York.
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The Fall of the Three Cities
(Annals of the Jinns--8)
by R. H. Barlow
Far to the south of Phoor and bordering upon Yondath extends the vast
jungle land. The River Oolae enters it at several points, making
travel by boat difficult between Phargo on the desert its outlet in
the unnamed land. Where the jungle ceases it gives way abruptly to a
vast and mighty plain. This open country is now desolate and entirely
uninhabited. Nothing but the six-legged and grotesque monster-things
called _rogii_ roam its interminable fields of waving grass. Yet once
this lower south-land was a populous and fertile plateau, from the
swampy morasses of Yondath even unto the mountains and Zath, where
dwell the fungii-masters. How it came to be so barren is told in
antique myth, and when people hear the fate of the land beyond the
jungle they shudder and make prayers in the air with the small finger.
This then is the tale of the fall of the cities of the plain--they that
were called by men Naazim, Zo, and Perenthines.
Naazim lies now a waste, nor is there any trace of Perenthines. But
one can yet find ancient ruins of Zo, and the vandals of Time have not
entirely effaced the elaborate carvings of amber which lie half-buried
in the concealing grass near where the vast pool was once constructed
in the center of the city.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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