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Oh my love,

How you have haunted me,

Oh my love,

For all Eternity,

Oh my love,

Eclipse me in your shadow,

You forever chain me,

All Eternity.

–Oh My Love

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Now I know the mysteries of the sea,
Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me,
Forever embraced with the mermaid queen,
Now I know why the mariner nervously glances,
Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died.

For I too, will never die.

They say he never died!
In the night his spirit glides,
Through the cold the sea roars,
Pierre lives on forevermore.

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Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me,

Forever embraced with the mermaid queen,

Now I know why the mariner nervously glances,

Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died.

For I too, will never die.

They say he never died!

In the night his spirit glides,

Through the cold the sea roars,

Pierre lives on forevermore.

—HE NEVER DIED

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Nyarlathotep… the crawling chaos… I am the last… I will tell the audient void…’

–H. P. Lovecraft (NYARLATHOTEP)

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‘While one watches over the dead, one can hear the strigae: they sing airs that carry one away and which, despite oneself, one obeys.’ –MARCEL SCHWOB (The Strigae)

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Venom kissed, alien caressed, the time of humanity’s rule on Earth was no more. Human bones became the ageless dust of brilliant, shimmering stars. –EPOCH OF SATURNALIA

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Our interview with horror master ALEX GRASS!!!

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‘The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age.’

–H. P. Lovecraft (The Call of Cthulhu)

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Shimmering with sadness, speculative manifestations of madness with each shadow on the bough,
Filled me with exhilaration—palpable dread that crevassed never before…
THE HAUNTED OWL

You are about to meet the horrific dead. Masters of horror who made my heart race, my blood chill, and kept me up for days. Some of these dead writers you will recognize. Especially if you listened to DWELLER OF THE DARK, you most certainly will.

Now, I know it’s eerie–even for me–that century old writers can still scare the Hell out of you exquisitely. This selected group of beloved undead inspired me to become a writer. As I have clawed along, these same ghastly ghouls drove me to become a member, active writer, affiliate, and a whole lot more with the Horror Writers Association.

On to the book before the bad moon rises. HOWLING JOHN KANE is on the prowl! I see the wolf bane blooming already.

In my humble opinion, these are dreadful classics that scared many and inspired many more into the dark chasms of terrifying horror. Will you have the same dread or response as I did to each one? I don’t know. How calloused, how jaded are you to horror these days. I can say with surety though, these are the stories that got the greatest response from fans of DWELLER OF THE DARK. If these stories can haunt that devoted group of horror and supernatural maniacs, it is safe to say that you should get a ghost or two to linger.

Maybe a demon…I’m not picky.

Pleasant nightmares–JL

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A grim and gruesome tale of a strange appetite — the story of a grisly horror. –Sergeant Ivan Stanlas (The Horror Undying)

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Of the long dead, who lived therein,

Paused by the cold hearth I felt the tendrils of hot sin,

Call of the bed, lover’s sigh made my head spin,

Head all aswirl, my mind lit in colors ablaze,

Will I survive this Christmas witch’s love haze?

Will I survive this Christmas witch’s love haze?

–CHRISTMAS WITCH

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I call…I call…I call to you,

I call…I call…I call to you,

I call to you,

Lover hear…lover hear…lover hear my pleas!

Lover hear…lover hear…lover hear my pleas!

Lover come….lover come…lover come warm me in the snow,

Lover come….lover come…lover come warm me in the snow.

–SNOW ANGEL

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Half of paradise,

All Hell to praise,

Red flamed star set ablaze,

Across the cosmos, across the universe,

Rockin forever in red haze,

Rockin all eternity in red haze.

–ACE’S FIRE

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“Charles, let me help you. Your friends are not statues.” The gorgon’s hissing voice was terror beyond comprehension. Dread and despair had finally broken me.’

–Jeffrey LeBlanc (THE GORGON)

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‘What was that Thing that rose up out of the little aquarium?–a brief tale of horror.’

— Weird Tales, July 1936

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