Summary of the Book 'The Metal Monster':
The Metal Monster Lovecraft S Library by A Merritt. In the wilds of the Trans-Himalayan region a quartet of adventurers led by Dr. Walter T. Goodwin stumbles upon a tribe of human primitives forgotten since the age of Alexander the Great and an awesome being of living metal commanded by the exiled Norhala. As Norhala s guests Goodwin and his team witness the mind-boggling marvels that are the Metal Monster s way of life and the unspeakable horrors it commits when Norhala takes it to war against her persecutors. A. Merritt s second published novel The Metal Monster was first serialized in a pulp fiction magazine in 1920. Its exotic setting and extravagant scientific speculations make it a landmark of lost-race fantasy fiction. Dissatisfied with its writing Merritt kept his story from book publication until 1946 revising and reshaping it for more than twenty years. This edition reprints for he first time the tale as it was originally published restoring close to 10 000 words of text Merritt cut from the original. This definitive edition features cover artwork and a frontispiece by famed fantasy artist Virgil Finlay.
Excerpts from the Book 'The Metal Monster':
... you notice the big sun spot? I shook my head. The biggest I ever saw. Noticed it first at dawn this morning. Some little aurora lighter-that spot. ...
... to spend the night, let the air at dawn be what it would. We dined within on bread and tea, and then, tired to the bone, sought each his place upon the ...
... able to hold back such numbers as you've described. You feel strong enough to try it? The Metal Monster Chapter 4 Metal With a Brain The ...
... little trembling hands to her tall brother. Come! Norhala called again. There was an echo of harshness, a clanging, peremptory and inexorable, ...
... latter it was as though the eyes took in not the minute particles themselves but their movement only. Save for these gleamings the light of the place, ...
... grew rigid, my scalp prickled while I stared, unbelieving. And that at which I stared was-a skeleton hand. Every bone a grayish black, sharply silhouetted, ...
... I mean it. I shook my head. That was not the way, I knew. I looked toward the Disk, still flanked with its sextette of spheres, still guarded by ...
... said he floated-a lonely sentient atom, his one line of communication with us cut severed from us as completely as though he were, as he had described ...
... up to the dome in a crystalline, cylindrical cone. Four doorways like that in which we stood pierced them. Through each of their curtainings in turn we ...
... me through the curtained oval into the cylindrical hall, parted the curtainings of Norhala's bedroom and pushed me within. Over the floor he slid, still ...
... mists. They played and frolicked about her in scores of swiftly forming, swiftly changing, goblin shapes. They circled her feet in shining, elfin rings ...
... this place, he said, solemnly, I'll run no more. After all-we're men. If they kill us, they kill us. But by the God who made me I'll run from them ...
... Drake outlined in flame that around me a radiant nimbus was growing. I thought I saw Norhala floating, clothed in shouting, flailing fires. I strove ...
... to its angled way. Slower and slower became our pace. A hundred yards above I glimpsed one of the apertures. Could we reach it? Slower and slower we ...
... Between them, like a suppliant cast from black iron, was Yuruk. Poised upon their nether tips the stars guarded him. Head touching his knees, eyes ...
... for his head was held high and his eyes were clear and bright as hers who sang. The jubilant pulse streamed through the hands that held us, throbbed ...
... is you dwell it comes to me that you have few men. Queen-you need men, many men and strong to follow you, men to gather the harvests of your power, ...
... was chiseled. On the ordered plains were traced the hieroglyphs of the faceted world. And on all Earth, Goodwin, there was no green life, no city, no ...
... action -for from thousands of gushing lights leaped thousands of gigantic square pillars unimaginable projectiles hurled from the flaming mouths ...
... the rift. Of our wanderings thereafter I need not write. From the rift we emerged into a maze of the valleys, and after a month in that wilderness, ...