"It was no ape, neither was it a man. It was some shambling horror spawned in the mysterious, nameless jungles of the south, where strange life teemed ...
All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre—The Feast is over, and the lamps expire.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre—The Feast is over, and the lamps expire.