But are not the dreams of poets and the tales of travellers notoriously false?
When Randolph Carter was thirty he lost the key of the gate of dreams.
Ultimate horror often paralyses memory in a merciful way.
From even the greatest of horrors irony is seldom absent.
That is not dead which can eternal lie,And with strange aeons even death may die.
We are all roamers of vast spaces and travelers in many ages.
The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear.
Wise men have interpreted dreams, and the gods have laughed.