The finest works of H P Lovecraft, renowned as one of the great horror writers of all time.A major figure in twentieth-century supernatural fiction, H P Lovecraft produced works of enduring power. He has influenced the whole spectrum of those working in the horror genre, from Stephen King to the creators of hit TV show Buffy the Vampire Slayer.Gathered together in this volume are seven of his greatest works, including the three short novels, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward, At the Mountains of Madness and The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath. Timeless in their appeal, these classics of the sinister and the macabre hold the power to truly terrify.
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Говард Филлипс Лавкрафт. At the Mountains of Madness and Other Novels of Terror
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H. P. Lovecraft’s Novels by August Derleth
At the Mountains of Madness
II
III
IV
V
VI
VII
VIII
IX
X
XI
XII
The Case of Charles Dexter Ward
CHAPTER ONE. A Result and a Prologue. I
2
3
CHAPTER TWO. An Antecedent and a Horror. 1
2
3
4
5
CHAPTER THREE. A Search and an Evocation. I
2
3
4
5
Nocturnal Diggers Surprised in North Burial Ground
6
CHAPTER FOUR. A Mutation and a Madness. 1
More Cemetery Delving
Dogs Noisy in Pawtuxet
2
3
4
CHAPTER FIVE. A Nightmare and a Cataclysm. 1
2
3
4
5
6
North End Ghouls Again Active
The Dreams in the Witch-House
The Statement of Randolph Carter
The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath
The Silver Key
Through the Gates of The Silver Key*
II
III
IV
V
VI
VII
VIII
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Looking back to our sensations, and recalling our dazedness at viewing this monstrous survival from aeons we had thought prehuman, I can only wonder that we preserved the semblance of equilibrium, which we did. Of course, we knew that something — chronology, scientific theory, or our own consciousness — was woefully awry; yet we kept enough poise to guide the plane, observe many things quite minutely, and take a careful series of photographs which may yet serve both us and the world in good stead. In my case, ingrained scientific habit may have helped; for above all my bewilderment and sense of menace there burned a dominant curiosity to fathom more of this age-old secret — to know what sort of beings had built and lived in this incalculably gigantic place, and what relation to the general world of its time or of others times so unique a concentration of life could have had.
For this place could be no ordinary city. It must have formed the primary nucleus and center of some archaic and unbelievable chapter of earth’s history whose outward ramifications, recalled only dimly in the most obscure and distorted myths, had vanished utterly amidst the chaos of terrene convulsions long before any human race we know had shambled out of apedom. Here sprawled a Palaeogaean megalopolis compared with which the fabled Atlantis and Lemuria, Commoriom and Uzuldaroum, and Olathoë in the land of Lomar are recent things of today — not even of yesterday; a megalopolis ranking with such whispered prehuman blasphemies as Valusia, R’lyeh, lb in the land of Mnar, and the Nameless City of Arabia Deserta. As we flew above that tangle of stark titan towers my imagination sometimes escaped all bounds and roved aimlessly in realms of fantastic associations — even weaving links betwixt this lost world and some of my own wildest dreams concerning the mad horror at the camp.
