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I was far from home and the spell of the eastern sea was upon me.

In the twilight, I heard it pounding on the rocks, and I knew it lay just over the hill where the twisting

willows ride against the clearing sky and the first stars of evening.

And because my fathers had called me to the old town beyond, I pushed on through the shallow new fallen snow along the road that soared lonely up to where Aldeburon twinkled among the trees.

On toward the very ancient town I have never seen but often dreamed of

that was the opening of the H.P. Lovecraft Story, the festival.

And who was that fellow that read that?

That was Scott McDonald.

Oh, yeah.

A fine actor who's, uh, uh, collaborated with us on a number of things.

Number of projects.

Including this, which he just did.

Yeah, good job.

And by us, you mean...

I'm Chad Fyfeiffer.

Oh, and I'm Chris Lackey.

And this is the H.P. Lovecraft literary podcast.

At H.P.P. Lovecraft. podcast. At H.P. Potcraft.

The story opens up with a quote by Lactantius.

Lactantius?

Is that a relative of yours, Chris, for the distant past?

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