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"While the wild challenge still echoes on her lips, a ravenous mouth came storming down to silence hers.

Weird Tales, Apr 1939 p39
Weird Tales, Apr 1939 p39

Hellsgarde


By C. L. MOORE


A fantastic and blood-curdling story of the treasure in Hellsgarde
Castle, and the dead men who stood guard over it—a
fascinating tale by the author of "Shambleau"


Jirel of Joiry drew rein at the edge of the hill and sat awhile in silence, looking out and down. So this was Hellsgarde. She had seen it many times in her mind's eye as she saw it now from the high hill in the yellow light of sunset that turned every pool of the marshes to shining glass. The long causeway to the castle stretched out narrowly between swamps and

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