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The Moon of Skulls

Sat, 06/03/2010 - 11:35pm — euchoo
"The wise men know what wicked things
    Are written on the sky;
They trim sad lamps, they touch sad strings
    Hearing the heavy purple wings,
Where the forgotten Seraph kings
    Still plot how God shall die."
CHESTERTON


[The Moon of Skulls]
He strode stolidly upward in the night, nor did he even pause to reflect how unusual his actions must have appeared to a sensible man. The average man would have camped at the foot of the crag and waited for the morning before even attempting to scale the cliffs. But this was no ordinary man. Once his objective was in sight, he followed the straightest line to it, without a thought of obstacles, whether day or night. What was to be done, must be done.


[The Moon of Skulls]
Their gods were sadder than the sea,
    Gods of a wandering will,
Who cried for blood like beasts at night
    Sadly, from hill to hill."
CHESTERTON


[The Moon of Skulls]
He never sought to analyze his motives and he never wavered, once his mind was made up. Though he always acted on impulse, he firmly believed that all his actions were governed by cold and logical reasonings. He was a man born out of his time - a strange blending of Puritan and Cavalier, with a touch of the ancient philosopher, and more than a touch of the pagan, though the last assertion would have shocked him unspeakably. An atavist of the days of blind chivalry he was, a knight errant in the somber clothes of a fanatic. A hunger in his soul drove him on and on, an urge to right all wrongs, protect all weaker things, avenge all crimes against right and justice. Wayward and restless as the wind, he was consistent in only one respect - he was true to his ideals of justice and right. Such was Solomon Kane.


[The Moon of Skulls]
"For Rome was given to rule the world
    And gat of it little joy -
But we, we shall enjoy the world,
    The whole huge world a toy."
CHESTERTON


"By thought a crawling ruin,
    By life a leaping mire,
By a broken heart in the breast of the world,
    And the end of the world's desire."
CHESTERTON


"The last lost giant, even God,
    Is risen against the world."
CHESTERTON


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