The Dream of Kadath in the Secret Land
by H
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Randolph Carter dreamed of that magnificent city three times, and each time he woke up suddenly while standing on a high terrace outside the city. The city shone gracefully with golden light in the sun; its walls, temples, colonnades, and arch bridges were all made of marble with bright textures; its broad squares and fragrant gardens were filled with fountains that used silver as pools and spewed out colorful water columns; The wide streets are lined with elegant trees, flowered urns, and shiny ivory statues; the steep slopes in the north of the city are lined with layers of red roofs and old-fashioned pointed gables, intertwined with cobblestone paths dotted with grass. That city was the revelry of the gods: here the otherworldly trumpets played ostentatiously, and the immortal cymbals clashed noisily.
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