By: Booth Tarkington

A very ancient look, one might call it.

By: A. Merritt

We were shadows — and yet we had substance.

By: Booth Tarkington

You are probably unaware of the occult tales of Atlantis.

By: A. Merritt

In her blind rage she forgot to cast the occulting veil.

By: Booth Tarkington

Atlantean scientists were an organized secret society.

By: A. Merritt

“The Shining One is strong — and he has his — slaves!”

By: George Allan England

He stumbled away, babbling.

By: A. Merritt

“Do homage to the Silent Ones, Larry.”

By: George Allan England

“Go, with — you?” she demanded.

By: A. Merritt

“Mustering my philosophy, I smiled back at her.”

By: George Allan England

“No ant ever saw a man.”

By: A. Merritt

A land of flowered sorcery!

By: George Allan England

“We’re going through, you and I.”

By: A. Merritt

“I do not know how to fight the Shining Devil — no!”

By: George Allan England

Everywhere they felt that It was watching.