Clark Ashton Smith

 

Clark Ashton Smith (1893-1961), perhaps best known today for his association with H.P. Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos.  Smith is in his own right a unique master of fantasy, horror and science-fiction. While he considered himself primarily a poet, and wrote over 700 poems and prose poems, it is for his short stories that he is best known today. Clark Ashton Smith was also a self-taught artist whose paintings, drawings and sculptures reflect the phantasmagoric worlds of his fiction. 

The Cthulhu Mythos is a shared universe created in the 1920s by American horror writer H. P. Lovecraft. The term Lovecraft Mythos is preferred by some. 

With H P Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard, also a friend and correspondent, Smith remains one of the most famous contributors to the pulp magazine Weird Tales.

 

The Eldritch Dark  is a site to facilitate both scholars and fans in their appreciation and study of Clark Ashton Smith and his works.  To listen to the Clark Aston Smith audio files, click on the file type.  The following audio's below can be found on this site.  Just click on "The Eldrich Dark" Link above to access all of the stories below.

1.  The Charnel God

“"Mordiggian is the god of Zul-Bha-Sair," said the innkeeper with unctuous solemnity. "He has been the god from years that are lost to man's memory… ”

2.  The City of the Singing Flame

“When Giles Angarth disappeared, nearly two years ago, we had been friends for a decade or more, and I knew him as well as anyone… ”

3.  The Coming of the White Worm

“Rendered from the Old French manuscript of Gaspard du Nord.Evagh the warlock, dwelling beside the boreal sea, was aware of many strange and untimely portents… ”

4.  The Dark Eidolon

“On Zothique, the last continent on Earth, the sun no longer shone with the whiteness of its prime, but was dim and tarnished as if… ”

5.  The Door to Saturn

“When Morghi, the high priest of the goddess Yhoundeh, together with twelve of his most ferocious and efficient underlings, came at morning twilight to seek… ”

6.  The Empire of the Necromancers

“Two sorcerers, who raise up an entire people from the dead, in order that they may reign over them. The dead, however, revolt against being… ”

7.  The Flower-Women

“'Athlé,' said Maal Dweb, 'I suffer from the frightful curse of omnipotence. In all Xiccarph, and in the five outer planets of the triple suns,… ”

8.  The Great God Awto

“(Class-room lecture given by the Most Honorable Erru Saggus, Professor of Hamurriquanean Archaeology at the World-University of Toshtush, on the 365th day of the year… ”

9.  The Master of the Crabs

“I remember that I grumbled a little when Mior Lumivix awakened me. The past evening had been a tedious one with its unpleasant familiar vigil,… ”

10.  The Maze of Maâl Dweb

“By the light of the four small waning moons of Xiccarph, Tiglari had crossed that bottomless swamp wherein no reptile dwelt and no dragon descended;… ”

11.  The Tale of Satampra Zeiros

“I, Satampra Zeiros of Uzuldaroum, shall write with my left hand, since I have no longer any other, the tale of everything that befell Tirouv… ”

12.  The Willow Landscape

“The picture was more than five hundred years old; and time had not changed its colors, unless to touch them with the mellow softness of… ”

 

13.  The Witchcraft of Ulua

“Sabmon the anchorite was famed no less for his piety than for his prophetic wisdom and knowledge of the dark art of sorcery. He had… ”

 14.  The Brass Ornament <--click

15. The Beast Of Averoigne - Clark Ashton Smith (5th story from Short Ghost Collection # 22)
16. Ebony and Crystal - As stated in L'Alouette: A Magazine of Verse, "Ebony and Crystal is an artist's intrepid repudiation of the world of trolleys and cash-registers, Freudian complexes and Binet-Simon tests, for realms of exalted and iridescent strangeness beyond space and time yet real as any reality because dreams have made them so. Mr. Smith has escaped the fetish of life and the world, and glimpsed the perverse, titanic beauty of death and the universe; taking infinity as his canvas and recording in awe the vagaries of suns and planets, gods, and daemons, and blind amorphous horrors that haunt gardens of polychrome fungi more remote than Algol and Achernar. It is a cosmos of vivid flame and glacial abysses that he celebrates, and the colorful luxuriance with which he peoples it could be born from nothing less than sheer genius.