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‘Black shadows wavered on the walls as the two followed their silent host down a long, dark hall. The stocky, broad body of their guide seemed to grow and expand in the light of the small candle which he carried, throwing a long, grim shadow behind him. At a certain door he halted, indicating that they were to sleep there. –Robert E. Howard (Rattle of Bones)

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“Start not—nor deem my spirit fled:

   In me behold the only skull

From which, unlike a living head,

   Whatever flows is never dull.

I lived, I loved, I quaff’d, like thee:

   I died: let earth my bones resign;

Fill up—thou canst not injure me;

   The worm hath fouler lips than thine.”–Lord Byron (Lines Inscribed Upon a Cup Formed from a Skull)