Between the time when the oceans drank Atlantis and the rise of the sons of Arius, there was an age undreamed of. Unto this Conan, destined to bear the jeweled crown of Aquilonia upon a troubled brow. It is I, his chronicler, who alone can tell you of this saga. Let me tell you of the days of high adventure
Between the time when the oceans drank Atlantis and the rise of the sons of Arius, there was an age undreamed of. Unto this Conan, destined to bear the jeweled crown of Aquilonia upon a troubled brow. It is I, his chronicler, who alone can tell you of this saga. Let me tell you of the days of high adventure