Quoted By:
Barbarian Maul
A heavy slab of stone on a stick, perhaps scavenged from the shattered plinths and ruins of some forgotten empire. There one can feel the carved scrawl of fading hieroglyphs spiralled upon the suspiciously brownish-scabbed hammer-surface. But all Barbarians know that reading is only for cowards and weaklings.
Je suis le ténébreux, – le veuf, – l’inconsolé,
Le prince d’Aquitaine à la tour abolie:
Ma seule étoile est morte, – et mon luth constellé
Porte le Soleil noir de la Mélancolie.
