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Barbaric Yawps on Comics, Role-Gaming, and Spec-Fic
|As close as I'm ever going to get to an image of three Satarlan|
sky-boats battling it out (detail from Gino D'Achille's cover
to ERB's Swords of Mars).
|I know this isn't Lemuria, but it's still an arena, a six-legged beast,|
and a guy doing the Harryhausen with a spear. A.k.a., "win."
But abruptly Fair, the youngest of the seven sisters, crept to the window, and there in the east she saw a single yellow sword uplifted, the token that the sun was coming. What made her do it she never knew, but she hurried to the incredible man, and, kneeling by him, she kissed his mouth, and whispered: "Azhrarn, awake, for the sun returns to earth and you must return to your own kingdom."Rest in peace, Tanith Lee.
And the man's eyelids flickered up, and two dark fires blazed suddenly between the bladed lashes, and he smiled, and touched the lips of Fair with his cool fingers. And then he was gone.
The room was filled with screaming yet again, while a black eagle rose unseen into the sky of earth, turned on its broad wings, and vanished without trace.
Moments after, the bright sun rose. But be sure, the age of Innocence was ended.
|"Goodnight, sweet Hogfather, and flights of anthropomorphic|
personifications sing thee to thy rest!"