• It was no ape, neither was it a man. It was some shambling horror spawned in the mysterious, nameless jungles of the south, where strange life teemed in the reeking rot without the dominance of man, and drums thundered in temples that had never known the tread of a human foot.

    Robert E. Howard (2016). “Jewels of Gwahlur: American modern Literature”, p.37, VM eBooks