El libro de ficcion historica que introduce a Sonya la Roja de Rogatino, que serviria de inspiracion para crear a Red Sonja. La historia, desarrollada en el siglo XVI, narra la Batalla de Mohacs (1526) y el Sitio de Viena (1529) que realizo el Sultan Soliman el Magnifico. Con Gottfried von Kalmbach, un enorme guerrero que es caballero de la Orden de San Juan, escapando hacia Viena, el es sorprendido por la independencia, el bravor y fiereza (puede que demasiado para 1934) de Sonya la Roja, hermana de la amante del Sultan Soliman, Roxelana, a quien apasionadamente odia."
El libro de ficcion historica que introduce a Sonya la Roja de Rogatino, que serviria de inspiracion para crear a Red Sonja. La historia, desarrollada...
H. P. Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard are two of the titans of weird fiction of their era. Dominating the pages of Weird Tales in the 1920s and 1930s, they have gained worldwide followings for their compelling writings and also for the very different lives they led. The two writers came in touch in 1930, when Howard wrote to Lovecraft via Weird Tales. A rich and vibrant correspondence immediately ensued. Both writers were fascinated with the past, especially the history of Roman and Celtic Britain, and their letters are full of intriguing discussions of contemporary theories...
H. P. Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard are two of the titans of weird fiction of their era. Dominating the pages of Weird Tales in the 1920s a...
The stillness of the forest trail was so primeval that the tread of a soft-booted foot was a startling disturbance. At least it seemed so to the ears of the wayfarer, though he was moving along the path with the caution that must be practised by any man who ventures beyond Thunder River. He was a young man of medium height, with an open countenance and a mop of tousled tawny hair unconfined by cap or helmet. His garb was common enough for that country-a coarse tunic, belted at the waist, short leather breeches beneath, and soft buckskin boots that came short of the knee. A knife-hilt jutted...
The stillness of the forest trail was so primeval that the tread of a soft-booted foot was a startling disturbance. At least it seemed so to the ears ...
