Dienstag, 1. November 2011

Melanocetus johnsoni

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
 Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.

the city in the sea by Edgar Allan Poe