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“Musings The little poets sing of little things: Hope, cheer, and faith, small queens and puppet kings; Lovers who kissed and then were made as one, And modest flowers waving in the sun. The mighty poets write in blood and tears And agony that, flame-like, bites and sears. They reach their mad blind hands into the night, To plumb abysses dead to human sight; To drag from gulfs where lunacy lies curled, Mad, monstrous nightmare shapes to blast the world. [click on the thumbnail by Jack "King" Kirby]”

Quote by Robert E. Howard

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The Horror Stories of Robert E. Howard

This book compiles a selection of dark and eerie tales written by the author Robert E. Howard, known for his contributions to the genre of horror fiction. more

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Robert E. Howard
Robert E. Howard

Robert E. Howard was an American author known for his fantasy and adventure novels. His works are renowned for their imaginative stories and unique characters, with the most famous being the Conan the Barbarian series. Howard's brief life produced a vast amount of short stories, which had a profound impact on the development of fantasy literature. more

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