Angielski
As I moved with stiff legs along the reefs I slipped into the water.It was cold beyond beliefthevery quintessence of deathly Arctic ice, so cold that it seemed to sear and bleach the skin.
Fired up by the accounts of exploring parties in the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, writers of the weird and supernatural began to construct a literary Arctic and Antarctic in which terrors lay undiscovered in the ice and gateways to bizarre hidden worlds were waiting. From James Hoggs lurid North Pole narrative of life amongst polar bears in The Surpassing Adventures of Allan Gordon to tales of mad science and ghostly visitations among the wind-blown expanse of the southern continent, this new collection showcases a wealth of neglected material and an overlooked niche of literature obsessed with the limits of human experience.
Pulp tales of alien forces emerging from the ice and a battle between hunter and invisible man-eating duck creature drift alongside modern horror from indigenous Arctic voices to show the extent and endurance of the lure of these sublime landscapes.
