Page:Avon Fantasy Reader 10.djvu/60

From Wikisource
Jump to navigation Jump to search
This page has been validated.


falling tombs, the rank vegetation and the miasmal vapors—heard it well up from the innermost depths of that damnable open sepulcher as I watched amorphous, necrophagous shadows dance beneath an accursed waning moon.

And this is what it said:

"You fool, Warren is DEAD!"