Mj Hewitt, Paul Harris

Secrets of the Kharon (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

"Secrets of the Kharon" is a library of dark shadows, where we have indulged our deepest fascinations and fears. In its corridors are hidden vaults, shadowy stories and poems that may be read as and when you desire most. Life is a wondrous tapestry of lightness and dark. People throughout history have fought to comprehend that subtle interplay of darkness with light. This evocative collection of short stories and poems are set in that fantastical void between our physical lives and those unseen dimensions outside the predictable and mundane. Take heed! "Be entranced and beguiled. Be excited and defiled. Be tearful and reviled. Beware the Kharon's icy claw, It grasps with intent at human thought. Dead fingers clutch at the darkness that lives herein. The Kharon relentlessly imbibes all mortal life-sparks, Transitioning human essence from life to death. They wander for eternity in empty fields, beyond the river of souls."

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Lulu.com
• Altersempfehlung: 18
• Erscheinungstermin: 14. April 2022
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781471726156
• Artikelnr.: 63756121

Autorenporträt

PRAISE FOR M. J. HEWITT Each age calls forth its own prophet, a poetic oracle who sees past the heavy drapery we call the world, to the prime reality that lies beyond. You should feel both ecstatic and terrified that our age has elicited M. J. Hewitt as its prose lapidarian. Ecstatic, for Hewitt himself truly resonates with the daemonic muse, a voice that echoes from the depths of Tartarus and beckons forth, by turn, angels, devils, monsters, and gods. And terrified, for Hewitt sings not of arm-in-arm brotherhood and cozy loving kindness, but rather of Yeats's blood-dimmed tide, an aeon drenched in gore-bespattered corpses and unrelenting pain for the pitiable humans left. His writing shimmers with the decadent imagery that Clark Ashton Smith conjured so easily, and in these opalescent prose-poems Hewitt both acknowledges his debt to Klarkash-Ton and progresses even further into a darkness-drenched universe without redemption, mercy, or salvation. There is no way to reach out to those we care for; only broad-axe slashes that leave gaping wounds. There is no bright afterlife with grace and holiness; only transmogrification through pain and torture as humans become parasitic spirits who lure others into torment. Love is destined to end in disillusionment and despair, and we learn our world itself is the black-tinged dream of distant alien beings our brains cannot even comprehend. You will find no words of comfort in this scarlet landscape. But for those who are able to realize the Baudelairean beauty that lies in decay, the Sadeian pleasure of witnessing another's hopeless prayer for mercy, the Lovecraftian awe of glancing into unilluminated gulfs in which madness dwells, Hewitt fills our descent into chaos with exquisite scenes, mixed in equal parts, of glamour and gore. I have joined the Cult of Hewitt. It is time you signed your soul away and joined as well. ~ Scott Urban, Author "I count newcomer M.J Hewitt among the strangest writers I've ever read. And that is a compliment, because I read a lot of strange stuff. His prose poetry is remarkably original--and a guttural snapshot of depraved madness. His writing is raw and vividly disturbing as fresh meat--and just as muscular. His work pulsates with the throbbing gristle of a fresh wound; when you read it, you feel the narrator's pain and morbid loathing.