The Christians & the Pagans*

If it hadn’t been for the story’s title, I would’ve sworn Lovecraft was describing a fairy procession through an enchanted wood.
But then, it’s the duty of every new order to convert the native deities into demons, isn’t it?

“All at once, from an arcaded avenue leading endlessly away, there came the daemoniac rattle and wheeze of a blasphemous organ, choking and rumbling out the mockeries of hell in a cracked, sardonic bass. In an instant every moving entity was electrified; and forming at once into a ceremonial procession, the nightmare horde slithered away in quest of the sound—goat, satyr, and aegipan, incubus, succuba, and lemur, twisted toad and shapeless elemental, dog-faced howler and silent strutter in darkness—all led by the abominable naked phosphorescent thing that had squatted on the carved golden throne, and that now strode insolently bearing in its arms the glassy-eyed corpse of the corpulent old man. The strange dark men danced in the rear, and the whole column skipped and leaped with Dionysiac fury.”

~ H.P Lovecraft, The Horror at Red Hook, part VI.

 ( * With apologies to Dar Williams.)


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