Explore "The Face In The Abyss" by Abraham Merritt on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
THE VOICE of the Shadow was sweet, liquid as a flute heard from a forest at dusk. It lulled his fears, relaxed his guard.
"I know you, Graydon!" ran the whisper. "Know why you came to Yu- Atlanchi. Know how hopeless is your quest--without me. I brought you here, Graydon, commanding no harm to be done you. Else you would have been slain at the cavern. Do not fear me! You do not fear me, Graydon?"