Eric C. Bauch
“The cloven hoofed beasts,
Bow down and feast,
In spectral light divine.
… ” (30 September)
Eric C. Bauch
“Petal soft bloom and sweet smelling doom, Lures with subtle scent.
Specters surround, without any sound,
Within the worlds they invent.
… ” (30 September)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Upon the desert's burning sand,
I saw a spectre drawing nigh
as vultures circled round on high,
… ” (31 May)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Beneath the dying sun's incessant gyre,
beneath the fading skies of palest hue,
the final continent may die by fire
… ” (31 May)
An Old Warrior To His Grandson
Phillip A. Ellis
“Take up your sword of ondanique,
when times of darkness grow too great
beneath the stars of eld Zothique.
… ” (31 May)
Phillip A. Ellis
“"My vengeance waits beyond the human grave,
against those futile men who seek to thwart my will —
and so my enemy becomes my slave."
… ” (31 May)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Earth's day departs, is almost done,
and even clouds invoke a gloom
against the red and dying sun
… ” (30 April)
Phillip A. Ellis
“The moon is dying in the sky
that hangs above my wearied head
like unto some demonic spy
… ” (30 April)
Phillip A. Ellis
“The desert of eld Tasuun does surge
with waves of sand windblown in serried ranks
like heaving peaks across an ocean's face,
… ” (30 April)
The Villanelle of the Last Days
Phillip A. Ellis
“Let's drain our glass and praise today,
and gather once again to sing:
"Zothique must die and fade away."
… ” (30 April)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Sleep deep, Zothique, drear land of the dreaming and
weird burdened. Dream not nightmares of sweetness, but
dark dooms of lost towns. Deep in dreams, dead
… ” (30 April)
Gylas' Hymn to Mordiggian: a fragment
Phillip A. Ellis
“All hail Mordiggian, Eater of the Damned Dead,
the Lord of Black Abyss, and Lord of the Last Rite.
All hail to Thee, my Dark Lord, Dispeller of Dread
… ” (30 April)
Ron Shiflet
“A sorcerous mage with books of dark lore,
Summons evil with an incantation,
Not learning from men who have gone before,
… ” (28 February)
Phillip A. Ellis
“No thief but time could stael your rubied hoards,
and loss of memory my eldritch words;
no wolves but death's could decimate your words,
… ” (31 August)
Phillip A. Ellis
“The dandy hounds of darkness break the light
of moonlit silence like cast stones that smash
windows barred and bolted against the night.
… ” (31 August)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Life can be cruel, false as a faithless wife —
I know something of peace, something of strife,
and something of pain, but mostly dark hate
… ” (31 August)
Phillip A. Ellis
“At the god's shout, I turned and tried to flee,
through wooden mazes growing dark and grey
beneath the leaves and limbs upturned to stay
… ” (31 July)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Through valleys grey the whey-faced ghouls do wind
their way along the the dreaming night in files
that snakelike sway between the deep defiles,
… ” (30 June)
Phillip A. Ellis
“Beneath the stars that furl in shapes
and beasts and men who march on high,
the cynogriffons glide and fly
… ” (31 May)
Cincor During Necromantic Rule
Ron Shiflet
“In Cincor's desolate and arid waste,
Peopled only with bones of those long dead,
The unwary traveler should make haste,
… ” (31 May)