Carcosa Collection

Permanent Gallery

The Shining Trapezohedron

Wander and gaze upon artifacts, relics and tomes from the dark corners of the Earth... and perhaps... beyond...

Auction Gallery

The Unspeakable Bid

Here collectors may view and possibly obtain some of the dark art from our current collection of nightmares

Atelier Gallery

Dark Artisans

Glimpses of strange offerings to come... bizarre treasures that the Keepers are preparing for entry into reality

 

THE CARCOSA COLLECTION

Mysteries and Wonders from the
Realms of Dark Imagination

Along the shore the cloud waves break,Lost Carcosa
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa

Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa

Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa

Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die though, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa


Cassilda's Song in "The King in Yellow" Act 1, Scene 2.


sound by jbgmusic

Tome Tribute

"They say foul beings of Old Times still lurk in dark forgotten corners of the world, And Gates stll gape to loose, on certain nights, Shapes pent in Hell."

From Unaussprechlichen Kulten

Credits and Copyrights

Carcosa Collection and Website Bruce Ballon © 2010-2015 , Web Design Luke Shield and Bruce Ballon, Art / Graphics / Photos by Steve Lines and Bruce Ballon, music clip by Ennio Morricone

The Book

Thought of the Eon

There is a concept that is the corrupter and destroyer of all others. I speak not of Evil, whose limited empire is that of ethics; I speak of the infinite.

-Jorge Luis Borges