Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink beneath the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead;
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.

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The Menace of the Mines!

The next chapter in this tale will be name "In the Alley of Corpses" and is already in the process of been written as I make this blog.

And to you that are wondering the truth of it all, I'll tell you this.

Be Afraid.