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"When I drew nigh the Nameless city, I knew it was accursed."
The Nameless City
By H. P. LOVECRAFT
It lay silent and dead under the cold desert moonlight, but what strange race
inhabited the abyss under those cyclopean ruins?
WHEN I drew nigh the nameless city I knew it was accursed. I was traveling in a parched and terrible valley under the moon, and afar I saw it protruding uncannily above the sands as parts of a corpse might protrude from an ill-made grave. Fear spoke from the age-worn stones of this hoary survivor of the deluge, this great-grandmother of the
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