Un habitante de Carcosa y otras historias de terror by Ambrose Bierce at – ISBN X – ISBN – Valdemar – Un Habitante De Carcosa by Ambrose Bierce at – ISBN – ISBN – RBA Coleccionables – – Hardcover. An Inhabitant Of Carcosa. For there be divers sorts of death — some wherein the body remaineth; and in some it vanisheth quite away with the spirit.
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A Watcher By The Dead. He knows not how he came there, but recalls that he was sick in bed. Sometimes, as is veritably attested, it dieth with the body, but after a season is raised up again in that place where the body did decay. Some lay prostrate, some leaned at various angles, none was vertical. They were broken, covered with moss and half sunken in the earth. What Occurred at Franklin. He is aware that it is cold, though he does not exactly feel cold.
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The day, I thought, must be far advanced, though the sun was invisible; and although sensible that the air was raw and chill my consciousness of that fact was rather mental than physical — I had no feeling of discomfort. It trotted tranquilly by within a hand’s-breadth of me and disappeared behind a rock. Scattered here and there, more massive blocks showed where some pompous tomb or ambitious monument had once flung its feeble defiance at oblivion.
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He walked slowly and with caution, as if he feared falling into caarcosa open grave concealed by the tall grass. I saw them sitting on their haunches, singly and in groups, on darcosa summits of habitannte mounds and tumuli filling a half of my desert prospect and extending to the horizon.
This audiobook can be listened to on: A man from the city of Carcosacontemplating the words of the philosopher Hali concerning the nature of death, wanders through an unfamiliar wilderness.
So old seemed these relics, these vestiges of vanity and memorials of affection and piety, so battered and worn and stained — so neglected, deserted, forgotten the place, that I could not help thinking myself the discoverer of the burial-ground of a prehistoric race of men whose very name was long extinct. A noise behind me caused me to turn about.
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Present at a Hanging. Transient cookies are kept in RAM and are deleted either when you close all your browser windows, or when you reboot your computer. A Bivouac of the Dead. Subscribe to our newsletter Some error text Name. In one hand he carried a bow and arrow; the other held a blazing torch with a long trail of black smoke.
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Was I not becoming again delirious, there beyond human aid? Chi ama i libri sceglie Kobo e inMondadori. Now I had eluded the vigilance of my attendants and had wandered hither to — to where?