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Rotath of Lemuria was dying. Blood had ceased to flow from the deep sword gash under his heat, but the pluse in his temple hammered like kettle drums...
Rotath feared, and fearing, his curses rose louder, his blasphemies grew more terrible. With one last wild passion of fury, he placed a curse on his own bones, that they might bring death and horror to the sons of men...
He uttered a blood-freezing formula, naming a terrible name. And soon he felt mighty elemental powers set in motion. He felt his bones growing hard and brittle. A coldness passed over him and he lay still.
The leaves whispered and the silver god laughed with cold gemmed eyes....
THE HOWARD COLLECTOR
Rotath feared, and fearing, his curses rose louder, his blasphemies grew more terrible. With one last wild passion of fury, he placed a curse on his own bones, that they might bring death and horror to the sons of men...
He uttered a blood-freezing formula, naming a terrible name. And soon he felt mighty elemental powers set in motion. He felt his bones growing hard and brittle. A coldness passed over him and he lay still.
The leaves whispered and the silver god laughed with cold gemmed eyes....
THE HOWARD COLLECTOR
