The setting sun blazed through the African bush like a forest fire, hot yellow in the sweltering evening that gathered over the bush camp. The hills along the upper Makwele Stream rose in the east like blunt green teeth, framed against the sky. opening. Fever Dream, by Lincoln Child and Douglas Preston
I will repeat a subtle rune— And thronging suns of Otherwhere Shall blaze upon the blinded air, And spectres terrible and fair Shall wake the riven world at noon... Phantom and fiend and sorceror Shall serve me…till my term shall pass, And I become no more, alas, Than a frail shadow on the glass Before some latter conjurer. - Song of the Necromancer, Clark Ashton Smith Illustration by Sidney Sime.