/lit/ - Literature

The Coming of Conan the Cimmerian
It's a collection of short stories by Howard. They're absolute kino. It's the first part in a series of 3 books of every Howard Conan story.

To keep this thread rolling,

'His sword fell into the snow as he crushed her to him. Her lithe body bent backward as she fought with desperate frenzy in his iron arms. Her golden hair blew about his face, blinding him with its sheen; the feel of her slender body twisting in his mailed arms drove him to blinder madness. His strong fingers sank deep into her smooth flesh; and that flesh was cold as ice. It was as if he embraced not a woman of human flesh and blood, but a woman of flaming ice. She writhed her golden head aside, striving to avoid the fierce kisses that bruised her red lips.

"You are cold as the snows," he mumbled dazedly. "I will warm you with the fire in my own blood—"

With a scream and a desperate wrench she slipped from his arms, leaving her single gossamer garment in his grasp. She sprang back and faced him, her golden locks in wild disarray, her white bosom heaving, her beautiful eyes blazing with terror. For an instant he stood frozen, awed by her terrible beauty as she posed naked against the snows.

And in that instant she flung her arms toward the lights that glowed in the skies above her and cried out in a voice that rang in Conan's ears for ever after: "Ymir! Oh, my father, save me!"

Conan was leaping forward, arms spread to seize her, when with a crack like the breaking of an ice mountain, the whole skies leaped into icy fire. The girl's ivory body was suddenly enveloped in a cold blue flame so blinding that the Cimmerian threw up his hands to shield his eyes from the intolerable blaze. A fleeting instant, skies and snowy hills were bathed in crackling white flames, blue darts of icy light, and frozen crimson fires. Then Conan staggered and cried out. The girl was gone. The glowing snow lay empty and bare; high above his head the witch-lights flashed and played in a frosty sky gone mad, and among the distant blue mountains there sounded a rolling thunder as of a gigantic war-chariot rushing behind steeds whose frantic hoofs struck lightning from the snows and echoes from the skies.

Then suddenly the borealis, the snow-clad hills and the blazing heavens reeled drunkenly to Conan's sight; thousands of fire-balls burst with showers of sparks, and the sky itself became a titanic wheel which rained stars as it spun. Under his feet the snowy hills heaved up like a wave, and the Cimmerian crumpled into the snows to lie motionless.'

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>Needing to have explicit pro white male content like this means you have adopted the same mentality and complex as women and minorities.
Invalid. Everyone seeks to be moralized. Without it, one falls into despair. Possibly like (You).
>You belong to a victims movement.
One of the methods psychological abusers succeed with their victims is convincing them they aren't actually suffering when they are. Hubris in your way is an analgesic for a rapidly progressing disease which numbs you from taking action before the body becomes terminal.
>showed submission to was a Jewish woman
Conan loved numerous women. There's no way to say if he was partial to one above the other. Also:
>buying the /pol/ meme that all Jews are anti-white
I can tell you for a fact real Jews prefer white people to thrive since all other demographics are significantly more anti-Semitic. Meet actual Jews. Stop downloading your worldview from /pol/.