Clark Ashton Smith was a poet, sculptor, painter and author of fantasy, horror and science fiction short stories. It is for these stories, and his literary friendship with H. P. Lovecraft from 1922 until Lovecraft's death in 1937, that he is mainly remembered today. With Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard, also a friend and correspondent, Smith remains one of the most famous contributors to the pulp magazine Weird Tales.
Quintessential lost temple tale imbued with cosmic horror perfumes. Atmosphere of dread, mysticism, and the fatal influence of destiny perfected, like dominos pushing the next one towards the characters' inexorable doom. Alas, said doom fell flat. 7.5/10
I'm not really sure what Clark Ashton Smith's fascination with people stumbling upon and dying in ancient tombs is, but I feel like I've read this same story from him a couple of times now, both in his Zothique cycle and in his Cthulhu mythos stories. Despite this, he demonstrates that he still has a mastery of the language, at the very least when describing tombs and deserts, and I didn't find myself bored at all throughout the familiar story.
Like many Zothique tales, the landscape is brutal and the menace is haunting. Brothers will face horrors aplenty in their efforts at merchantry and travel.
As caravans enter the Faraad desert town, a story -teller recites the legend of Ossaru and Nioth Korghai. Great King Ossaru,