Be ready; now is the beginning of happenings. - Robert E. Howard

Gleaming shell of an outworn lie; fable of Right divine — You gained your crowns by heritage, but Blood was the price of mine.
The throne that I won by blood and sweat , by Crom, I will not sell
For promise of valleys filled with gold, or threat of the Halls of Hell!

I see in the papers where Roy Guthrie committed suicide. Why, I wonder?

the mere fact of a black figure racing across the landscape carrying a white captive was bizarre enough,