by H. P. Lovecraft
In relating the circumstances which have led to my confinement within this refuge for the demented, I am aware that my present position will create a natural doubt of the authenticity of my narrative. It is … Read the rest
Category: H. P. Lovecraft
The Transition of Juan Romero
by H. P. Lovecraft
Of the events which took place at the Norton Mine on October eighteenth and nineteenth, 1894, I have no desire to speak. A sense of duty to science is all that impels me to recall, in … Read the rest
The Tree
by H. P. Lovecraft
On a verdant slope of Mount Maenalus, in Arcadia, there stands an olive grove about the ruins of a villa. Close by is a tomb, once beautiful with the sublimest sculptures, but now fallen into as … Read the rest
The Unnamable
by H. P. Lovecraft
We were sitting on a dilapidated seventeenth-century tomb in the late afternoon of an autumn day at the old burying ground in Arkham, and speculating about the unnamable. Looking toward the giant willow in the cemetery, … Read the rest
The Very Old Folk
by H. P. Lovecraft
It was a flaming sunset or late afternoon in the tiny provincial town of Pompelo, at the foot of the Pyrenees in Hispania Citerior. The year must have been in the late republic, for the province … Read the rest
The White Ship
by H. P. Lovecraft
I am Basil Elton, keeper of the North Point light that my father and grandfather kept before me. Far from the shore stands the gray lighthouse, above sunken slimy rocks that are seen when the tide … Read the rest
What the Moon Brings
by H. P. Lovecraft
I hate the moon – I am afraid of it – for when it shines on certain scenes familiar and loved it sometimes makes them unfamiliar and hideous.
It was in the spectral summer when the … Read the rest
The Strange High House in the Mist
by H. P. Lovecraft
In the morning, mist comes up from the sea by the cliffs beyond Kingsport. White and feathery it comes from the deep to its brothers the clouds, full of dreams of dank pastures and caves of … Read the rest
The Street
by H. P. Lovecraft
There be those who say that things and places have souls, and there be those who say they have not; I dare not say, myself, but I will tell of the Street.
Men of strength and … Read the rest
The Temple
by H. P. Lovecraft
Manuscript Found On The Coast Of Yucatan
On August 20, 1917, I, Karl Heinrich, Graf von Altberg-Ehrenstein, Lieutenant-Commander in the Imperial German Navy and in charge of the submarine U-29, deposit this bottle and record in … Read the rest