At the Mountains of Madness is a novel written by H. P. Lovecraft and originally published in 1936. Unlike many other Lovecraft stories, it was not published in Weird Tales magazine as it was rejected for its length.
William Dyer is a geologist and professor at Miskatonic University, Arkham City, who embarks with another group of explorers on a trip to Antarctica in 1930.
Once all the preparations have been made, they set off with all the luxury of airplanes, sleds and tools to ensure that everything goes smoothly on their expedition. However, things get complicated there when they discover a set of very dangerous mountains, in which the first group that tries to explore them disappears.
The rest of the expedition decide to go look for the first group in the mountain range to clarify what could have happened. As the story unfolds, Professor Dyer recounts different events that take place that alert other explorers thinking of going there to change their minds...
This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was legally published within the United States before 1964, and copyright was not renewed.
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On many occasions the curious atmospheric effects enchanted me vastly; these including a strikingly vivid mirage - the first I had ever seen - in which distant bergs became the battlements of unimaginable cosmic castles.
Tell me, Simpson, if an opportunity arose for taking a small short-cut, you wouldn't be averse to taking it, would you?
I am forced into speech because men of science have refused to follow my advice without knowing why.
On the barren shore, and on the lofty ice barrier in the background, myriads of grotesque penguins squawked and flapped their fins; while many fat seals were visible on the water, swimming or sprawling across large cakes of slowly drifting ice.
What we did see—for the mists were indeed all too malignly thinned—was something altogether different, and immeasurably more hideous and detestable. It was the utter, objective embodiment of the fantastic novelist’s “thing that should not be”.