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id: 32759
title: Red Nails
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  "Run!" snarled Conan, his eyes blazing like those of a trapped wolf. Conan''s iron arm about the woman''s waist half lifted her; her feet Conan lifted Valeria to her feet and together they started away at a "Black last night against the moon," grunted Conan, his eyes clouding chambers, floored like the hall, and with walls of the same green jade, black as the mouth of the Pit. These Conan and Valeria avoided, keeping Again Valeria felt Conan''s hand bearing her up and sweeping her along as While Olmec talked, Valeria felt the blazing eyes of Tascela fixed upon "But look you, Conan and Valeria, Conan ran down the corridor, even as Valeria emerged from her chamber. Conan and Valeria entered the fray, and when a man or woman went down Conan caught Valeria''s arm and turned her about. Conan sprang up, his eyes like live coals.


id: 42196
title: Shadows in Zamboula
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  Conan shifted his broad sword-belt to his liking, and calmly returned streets before Conan reached the house of Aram Baksh. The black craned his neck to stare into the starlit road behind Conan; Conan followed Aram down a corridor lighted by copper lamps, and it did prey--and such men as Aram Baksh to open the doors to them. Conan blew out the light, stepped to the door and opened it, and ran his ''Black dog of hell!'' Conan drove his sword between the dusky shoulders ''Beauty like yours might drive a man mad,'' quoth Conan, running his Conan bent swiftly, turned the man on his side and ran quick fingers At a word from Zabibi, Conan gave the limp body into the black''s arms, Conan stood beside her, sword in hand, glancing warily Conan knew that Aram Baksh slept in a chamber that opened into a


id: 42188
title: Shadows in the Moonlight
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  twisted about to follow his stare, and saw a green wall of trees and Then rising, sword in hand, he began to back away, thrusting Olivia Once within, Conan grunted in surprize, and Olivia stifled a scream. Conan, poised like a bronze statue on the cliffs, pointed northward. Straining her eyes, Olivia saw a white fleck that seemed to hang great white stars, and Conan entered the shadowy ruins, drawing the Quick as a great cat Conan caught up Olivia and ran. But no sleep came to Olivia, and she lay watching the distant ruins and ''Conan the Cimmerian!'' His voice was like the deep challenge of a lion. the stone to its mark, and Conan reeled and fell as a tall tree falls to Olivia, opening her eyes, saw that they were passing under the shadow of Conan''s action was a blur of speed Olivia''s eye could not follow.


id: 42183
title: Queen of the Black Coast
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  white feet spurned the blood-stained deck and dying men forgot death as black warriors to trembling, but all this noise, Conan noted, came from jungle, he sighted the black fangs of towers jutting up among the trees. pirates, white plumes waving in the morning wind, spears ready, eyes ''Look!'' a muscular black arm stabbed toward the _Tigress_, and Bêlit rolled away on either hand and a huge city of dark green stone rose on Black men came up the river in long At first Conan thought it to be a great black gorilla. it was a giant black man that crouched ape-like, long arms dangling, The black man gave no heed to Conan''s shout as he the sane, Conan passed his sword through the black man''s body; then, lay the Queen of the Black Coast in her last sleep, wrapped in Conan''s prostrate Cimmerian like a black shadow, arms thrown wide--a glimmer of


id: 42182
title: The Hyborian Age
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  The barbarians of that age were the Picts, who lived on islands far out savages--the Picts--carrying on continual warfare with tribes of Hyborians, whose warlike tribes dominate the western world. This mixed race was in turn conquered later by a roving tribe of Hybori, The kingdoms of the Hyborians--Aquilonia, Nemedia, Brythunia, western-most Hyborian kingdom, are the Cimmerians, ferocious savages, kingdom is Aquilonia, but others vie with it in strength and mixed race; dark-skinned Zamorians, and the people of southern Aquilonia have mixed peopled by descendants of an aboriginal race, conquered by a tribe of country as far south as the black kingdom of Amazon, of whose people Picts and Hyrkanians, and aided the people of Shem to throw off the All over the western world, the Picts and Hyrkanians settled together far to the east, formed a mixed race, and emerged ages the Roman race, were descendants of a people of mixed Stygian, Hyrkanian


id: 42227
title: A Witch Shall Be Born
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  Taramis, queen of Khauran, awakened from a dream-haunted slumber to a For answer Salome clapped her hands, and lifting her voice, with a Constantius, whom men called Falcon, was tall, broad-shouldered, ''You know how to reach the dungeons from the palace, Constantius?'' said Taramis, whom all Khauran loves, betraying her people to that devil from except for Constantius, who stood stroking his mustache like a great muscle started out of the massive arms, and Conan beat his head forward Shaking the sweat and blood from his eyes, Conan saw four horsemen gripped the head of the spike in Conan''s right hand, tearing the skin to Constantius are men from the Shemitish cities of the west, Pelishtim, telling them that Conan spoke the truth when he said I was not Taramis. ''I knew that Conan spoke the truth when he said it was not Taramis!'' the


id: 42209
title: The Devil in Iron
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  the saw-edged crescent blade of the Yuetshi that could disembowel a man ''We must lure Conan away from the _kozaks_,'' said the counsellor went up a great tree like a cat, and reaching a point above the parapet, Houses shouldered so closely to the wall that half-way down the stair he She came across the chamber, and taking Conan''s hand, drew him to the led broad curving steps, there stood a throne of copper, and when Conan Conan realized with a crawling of his skin that beyond the wall the It was dim and misty in the chamber, and Conan''s hair began to lift on Conan wasted no time trying the door. Conan raced up the stair, carrying the big girl over one shoulder as devil has to break down a door like a common man; but after all, his before the great bronze-valved door, Conan caught Octavia by her


id: 42243
title: The Hour of the Dragon
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  wide dark eyes of the man within, he said, slowly: ''Awake, Xaltotun!'' Xaltotun lifted his lion-like head and stared far off into space, as if It was in the darkness before dawn that King Conan stirred on his couch, named--a tall man, broad and powerful, built much like the king. Of that long ride in the chariot of Xaltotun, Conan knew nothing. Conan''s eyes narrowed as he stared at the man in silence. they moved through it like black ghosts bearing a dead man, and down a ''Men say King Conan died beneath the stones and dirt when the cliffs ''Lead your horse and follow me, King Conan,'' she said briefly. Conan felt the old tug of the professional fighting-man, to turn Conan lay and stared, half expecting it to vanish like a figure of a his hand toward Conan, with the jewel throbbing like a living heart


id: 42236
title: Jewels of Gwahlur
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  but one thing for Conan to do: find the jewels before the king of Keshan BÃ®t-Yakin had dwelt in the valley when the priests came of old to He wheeled, crouching like a great cat, sword in hand, glaring down the and corridors, and Conan believed he was still in the great palace. Crom, you do look like Yelaya, face, hair, figure and all! Conan thought of the girl, Muriela, alone and unguarded in that great wall, he reached the great door as they crossed the huge throne-room, the high priest thrust open the golden door and entered, bowing gold door closed behind them, shutting out sound and sight, and Conan Conan crouched in the black mouth of the tunnel, staring at the walls dying light Conan saw a black body and ebon countenance, hideous in the Conan saw black bodies tossed like chaff in the inhuman hands of the


id: 42259
title: The People of the Black Circle
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  Looking at the man as he stood squarely, knife in fist and eyes glaring, came upon a trail that followed the lap of the left-hand wall. men, with eyes like wolves, and long blades in their fists. and Conan mounted the horse of the man he had killed, lifting the girl The Wazuli girl laughed mockingly, Conan scowled, and then the door ''Carry this to Yar Afzal,'' he said, and the Wazuli turned like an That fellow Yar Afzal beat and sent away--he moved like a man walking in Yasmina cried out, and Conan wheeled, hand starting to knife-hilt. vulture-like heads, and black robes that hid their feet. to lift the Devi on the black stallion and ride like the wind, but an As he hacked and smote like a man possessed, Conan had time Conan turned to Yasmina, his red knife still in his hand, his blue eyes


id: 42254
title: Beyond the Black River
author: Howard, Robert E. (Robert Ervin)
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  clink, and Balthus knew Conan could glide through the deepest thicket or Conan shook his head and straightened to scowl down at the dead man. Conan started convulsively, and Balthus almost let go the poles. Fort Tuscelan stood on the eastern bank of Black River, the tides of ''When they smoke my head the whole river will know it,'' grunted Conan. They were the heads of the men who had followed Conan white man knew what shapes haunted the great forests beyond Black River. Conan, felt the forest man''s iron grip on his arm. Conan leaped high, caught, not Balthus'' hand but his arm near the river which they must cross if they were to warn the men in the fort. Not understanding, Balthus saw Conan take from his hand the bow he had of the river a few miles south of the fort,'' grunted Conan.


