#brian lumely

[khelinski]

Then he'd looked up, up, at the face of the one who steadied him. But inside the high collar of the cloak, where a head should be, there'd been only a blog of inky blackness - as if a piece of the darkest night were lodged there - and the eyes that looked out of that blackness were a poisonous yellow that seemed to drip sulphur from their rims!

Brian Lumley

[in-a-limitless-ocean]

"As individuals, we may only reproduce once in a lifespan, no matter the great length of that span…" — Brian Lumely, Necroscope

[in-a-limitless-ocean]

"In the beginning, said the Thing in the ground, all things were equal. The primal vampire was a thing of Nature no less than the primal man, and just as man lived on the lesser creatures about him, so too lived the vampire. We both, you see, were parasites in our way. All living things are. But whereas man killed the creatures he fed upon, there the vampire was kinder: he simply took them for his host. They did not die—indeed they became undead! In this fashion a vampire is no less natural a creature than the lamprey or the leech, or even the humble flea; except his host lives, becomes near immortal, and is not consumed as in the normal manner of massive parasitic possession. But as man evolved into the perfect host, so evolved the vampire, and as man became dominant so the vampire shared his dominance." — Brian Lumely, Necroscope

[khelinski]

The moon was up but still climbing. As yet it silvered only one side of the gorge, which left the complex side in multilayered shadows that changed from moment to moment, shrinking or lengthening, growing lighter or darker, every time a wisp of drifting cloud cleared or veiled the lunar orb.

Brian Lumley

[khelinski]

As if from far, far away, Jake could hear them...but then, he could hear diverse things...discernible to no one else, Deadspeak, whispers came rolling in off a sea of fog, and there was a constant pounding in his head and faint cries of frustration, despair - even of mental degradation, madness - from somewhere deep inside...but not Jake's pain and not his despair. His madness, then? No, not that, either, though certainly his psyche felt like it was being torn in half, with both halves pulling in opposite directions. Seeming to recognize various ethereal voice, Jake listened to the dead awhile. The ones he knew were muted, shouted down - or whispered down - by the Great Majority, who were actually in the majority now; for all of those who had been undecided about the Necroscope were now convinced, satisfied as to his failure, witnesses for the prosecution. And Jake the one on trial, about to be convicted. For all of their worst fears had been realized and the one light in their everlasting night, the single thread connecting them with what had gone before - the world they had known - had lost lost its blue glow and now burned red.

Brian Lumley

[khelinski]

Avengers...assemble!

Oops!

Wrong multiverse! ;p

[scifiandscary]

This is Horror, Issue 5: Vincent Price, Brian Lumley, and Raw

This is #Horror Issue 5: Vincent Price, Brian Lumley, and Raw

This is Horror is a sampling of Horror Movies, Art, Fiction, and Gaming, and more. A little bit of everything to make the horror hound in you feel all fuzzy and warm. Or tingle with anticipation. Whatever works for you. Hope you enjoy! This is Horror’s Quote to Consider “[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and…

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