In the Court Of The Dragon E-Book

Robert W. Chambers

• Herausgeber: SAMPI Books
• Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Seitenzahl: 17

Beschreibung

"In the Court of the Dragon" by Robert W. Chambers is a chilling tale about a man who attends a church service, only to be pursued by a menacing organist. As he flees through the streets, the sense of dread intensifies. The boundaries between reality and nightmare blur as the protagonist confronts an overwhelming, inexplicable terror, leading to a haunting conclusion that questions the nature of existence itself.

Leseprobe

In The Court Of The Dragon

Robert W. Chambers

SYNOPSIS

In “The Mask” by Robert W. Chambers, a sculptor discovers a mysterious liquid that can turn living beings into marble statues. His friend and muse become involved in his dark experiment, leading to a haunting exploration of art, love, and obsession. The story weaves Gothic elements with unsettling themes, highlighting the fine line between creation and destruction.

Keywords

Obsession, transformation, art.

NOTICE

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In The Court Of The Dragon

"Oh, thou who burn'st in heart for those who burn In Hell, whose fires thyself shall feed in turn; How long be crying—'Mercy on them.' God! Why, who art thou to teach and He to learn?"

In the Church of St. Barnabé vespers were over; the clergy left the altar; the little choirboys flocked across the chancel and settled in the stalls. A Suisse in rich uniform marched down the south aisle, sounding his staff at every fourth step on the stone pavement; behind him came that eloquent preacher and good man, Monseigneur C——.

My chair was near the chancel rail, I now turned toward the west end of the church. The other people between the altar and the pulpit turned too. There was a little scraping and rustling while the congregation seated itself again; the preacher mounted the pulpit stairs, and the organ voluntary ceased.