Horror — Dark Fantasy — Weird Fiction
Twenty-three tales of eclipses and nightmares, weirdo shamans and killer puppets, lovelorn witches and sentimental sorcerers, a jester who plays his victims like instruments, and a field trip to a crash-landed UFO.
Enter the Dark
Cemetery Entrance (1825) — Caspar David Friedrich
Anthologee = anthology (collection of literary works) + apogee, or peak.
Anthologee was originally conceived of as something akin to Clive Barker’s Books of Blood series: a collection of a storyteller’s core aesthetic boldly spread across a variety of tales that may satisfy all yearnings and cravings of a diabolical nature. Another major inspiration is Rod Serling’s Night Gallery, the horror-themed anthology show wherein the wizened master of the weird tours a hall of lurid paintings. In either case, by page or canvas, the guest knows they are in for a saga of grisly treats. Rod and Clive are brilliant examples of the kind of artist I set out to be. Fearless, bold, and endlessly imaginative. This book of stories is dedicated to them.
For my collection, I wanted to make a volume of superbly macabre horror fiction (weird and dark fantasy-inclusive), one able to stretch supremely into every archetype my imagination desires. Clive’s brand of sublime horror is a major aspiration for me; Barker’s willingness to get into the psychosexual meat and potatoes of daemonical human matters is a cherished throughline in how I think about the occult and storycraft itself. The imaginer must be willing to go there in order to make maximal impact. In horror, or in the setup of any good joke, you must craft a believable enough encounter, featuring brightly lit caricatures, in order to properly prepare for the damnable endgame threshing you have in store: spilling guts (laughter or viscera).
The stories gathered here were conceived as one unit from the beginning, to fulfil archetypes and satisfy specific literary desires. Some of the tales are interconnected by circumstance or character. I hope you will find the tales well-paced and throughlines worthy of your voraciously enterprising mind. Let us co-create these ancient battlefields and noonday daemons together, using our imaginal realms as One for a short spell! Look forward to eclipses and nightmares, weirdo shamans and killer puppets, lovelorn witches and sentimental sorcerers, a jester who plays his victims like instruments, and a field trip to a crash-landed UFO. Look forward to indulging yourself utterly in the irresistibly impossible.
I reckon Anthologee should be read in the spirit of a trickster’s lusty recounting, as pernicious jests told by the light of campfire cinders — or as painfully impassioned scrawlings by one such living book of blood (me!) that yet persists in storying out the fates of most inauspicious souls.
Anthologee is separated into two volumes of relatively equal length, PRIMORDIO (9 short stories + 1 novella) & MUNDIMANIA (13 short stories). The former latches onto beginnings & endings, gods & myths, the ancient soils, whetted by source; the latter features modernized tales of brutal malevolence and inspirited occult chicanery inside classrooms and convention centers and catacombs and ill-fated connections, either mundane or inhumane.
I sincerely hope you enjoy Anthologee, my book of dark delights. Not everyone will survive the night, but remember: some ghosts may be coming out better than they just had it…
In reading and writing, as in all things, please use your soul as sole authority.
Godspeed,
Dylan
Volume I
Beginnings & endings. Gods & myths. The ancient soils, whetted by source.
Horror und Delight — John Martin
I
Two armies of the ancient world, the Solissians and Panopticks, react separately to the midday eclipsing of their battlefield.
II
A soldier wakes at the bottom of a body pile, his leg gone, his army destroyed. Inside the folds of his ruined armor he finds a twenty-sided charm made of poetry parchment that grants a single wish.
Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space
III
Four warriors settle around the campfire after a battle in the hills. They tell stories, one of them recounting the myth of Zobe — a cosmic cryptid who sings songs of lightning and rides the thunder.
IV
A man named Geronimo shadows the god Pan through the forest for a day.
V
Two titanic and mysterious creatures borne of the imaginatrix do dialectical battle over the psychosphere of humanity.
VI
Meet Grimjest, traveling jester, highwayman, and part-time serial killer. He is putting on a show for you!
VII
An alienated corporate superstar has a surreal encounter with a being from well beyond our reality.
The Mysterious Portal (1938) — Arild Rosenkrantz
VIII
Exploring the concept of imprisonment through the experiences of five different gaols, or jails, in distinct historical and cultural settings.
IX
About four eighth-grade boys who break into a BreadKing factory to expose what they believe is a harmful ingredient called “Sand” used in the bread.
X — Novella
An Interpol agent and captured international art thief cross into the English countryside after an accident on the way to the airport. Meanwhile, a ritual has commenced in the town of Psire, summoning daemons and perhaps the endtimes… Suddenly hard-boiled Detective Gehn and magnificent bastard Solomon Goodfellow must work together to survive the night!
“Men died savagely and constantly. The grass was starting to grow on blood.”
— “Godblink”“Then Manny felt the exquisite pain of regrowth. Fresh flesh crawled out from the frayed ending, long bones wrenching back into place.”
— “Behewrit”“Zobe is said to shadow these beings. Jesters and murderers. Sometimes illuminating their minds, other times possessing their bodies. Zobe’s wyrds landing in the right ear can lead to laughter or slaughter. Zobe is not a wolf in sheep’s clothing; Zobe is a wolf with the demeanor of an otter, the shape of a jaguar, and the heart of a ram. Zobe is a killer of minds and a flayer of flesh, but only the best of either.”
— “Zobe”“The Shibboleth and Egregore are, in fact, like everything else, contributing to the state of alchemy. Time and space collide and produce the action swirling about the cosmic cores. Leths and Gores coincide and summon the angels and daemons borne of mortals, set to endlessly battle and evolve their co-counterpart. Together they build out schemes, blueprints, and shower thoughts. It is deep inside of the imagination of Mankind where these two make their arena. There are universes within the mind of even a single man, so one can begin to understand their sheer power in terms of navigational capabilities.”
— “Shibboleth x Egregore”“What Geronimo experienced here was the very soul of the world.”
— “Panidiot”“Sidoh is for slicing, but Vicious is for gutting.”
— “The Ballad of Grimjest”“This is not the first time that my cock has betrayed me.”
— “Psireskin”“The sudden intrusion of a dull, hardened reality had ended his furious flight of fancy, all the glee and anima now draining from a broken form.”
— “Angælien”“Boys, let’s unleash hell.”
— “BreadKing”Volume II
Modernized tales of brutal malevolence and inspirited occult chicanery — inside classrooms and convention centers and catacombs and ill-fated connections, either mundane or inhumane.
The Mundane Egg — William Blake
XI
Four-man SWAT team delves the catacombs underneath Washington D.C. in search of “terrorist” encampments. They encounter something demonic lurking in the dark…
XII
A cheerful, suspiciously detailed instructional guide on the curious nature of gnomes and the twenty steps required to become one. Decrees included. Results not guaranteed.
Gnome with newspaper and tobacco pipe under a toadstool — Heinrich Schlitt
XIII
A caring boyfriend tries to help his anxious girlfriend by imagining himself as Shiva slaying her mental demons.
XIV
Two class clowns sow mesmerizing terror upon their English teacher while sublime, reaping forces come down to will these wayward souls back toward their education.
XV
A giddy ghost hunter and livestreamer rents the tomb of her great-great-great grandfather — pillar of the community and rumored necromancer. She plans to live there for ten days and commune with his spirit before a live audience.
XVI
A master and his apprentice tour the hall of sorcerers. The master enumerates his most precious tools and artifacts, elaborating on their bloody powers and origins, soon confronting his apprentice with a rather diabolical reality.
XVII
A treasure hunter buys a mystic puzzle sphere at a bazaar. It contains 176 lives. He solves them all in one rip-roaring psychic experience — becoming warrior, mother, heretic, saint, child, corpse, and everything between.
Art by Keisuke Tsuchida
XVIII
A god emperor dies on a battlefield and his three witches and consorts rush to his aid with a dangerous spell.
The Walnut Tree in Benevento (The Witches’ Sabbath) (1826) — Giuseppe Pietro Bagetti
XIX
Five conmen show up to a convention center under mysterious circumstances; a cabal of billionaires hire a magician with killer puppets to slaughter them for live betting entertainment.
Puppet Master — Rashad Mehdiyev
XX
Introverted creative Sho encounters a strange cryptid on the subway that he deems “Subwayhead.” He watches its behavior and tries to determine the truth of its existence.
XXI
A napping woman is attacked by the noonday demon and defended by her cat.
Nightmare (1800) — Nicolai Abraham Abildgaard
XXII
A young couple races through a meadow during a majestic lightning storm. The passion between them and the violence in the sky are building toward the same crescendo.
XXIII
An elementary school class takes a field trip to an old crash-landed UFO in the mountains of Hungary. The ship has been here for decades. The children have questions. The ship might still have answers.
“All three witches felt it before they heard it. The death cry of a God.”
— “Devilcry”“Perhaps Abildgaard enjoyed feasting on the dreams of women simply because their dreams tasted best.”
— “Nightmarish”“He was a dog named Mogwai who sometimes saw gnomes huddling in the corner of the backyard, but only ever when the door was closed or when he was chained up.”
— “The 176 People You Become Before God”“Dino necromancy was long ago proved impossible. Unfortunately, their anima has fled the planet.”
— “Our Accursed Arsenal”“One-thousand-year education in the noble and time-honored tradition of puppet mastery and what do I have to show for it beyond another thirty million I don’t know how to spend and another quadruple homicide on my conscience?”
— “Puppetmeisters”“A half-flayed man sits upon a gleaming golden throne slick with his lifebloods. On his face is affixed a daemonic iron mask, wide-eyed and long-toothed.”
— “Heene”“Nothicks and Nightmares, Styggs and Familiars, Tulpas and Doppelgängers.”
— “Subwayhead”“The sight of Kali’s disposition brought a heavy rain to Shiva’s eyes. And a heavier rage.”
— “Shiva x Kali”“Some call them angels. Others call them aliens. E.T. Shadows. Travelers. Daemons.”
— “A Better World”
Walt Whitman
“I reckon Anthologee should be read in the spirit of a trickster’s lusty recounting, as pernicious jests told by the light of campfire cinders — or as painfully impassioned scrawlings by one such living book of blood (me!) that yet persists in storying out the fates of most inauspicious souls.”