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The Masque Of The Red Death by Edgar Allan Poe- horror story in English

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The red Death had devasted the country. Blood was its Avatar and its seal -the redness and the horror of blood. But Prince Prospero was happy and intelligent. There was a large and magnificent structure A strong and lofty wall girdled it in. This wall had gates of iron. The prince entertained his thousand friends at a masked ball of the most unusual magnificence. To and fro in the seven chambers, there stalked, in fact, a multitude of dreams. There were chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion. The whole company seemed now genuinely to feel that in the costume and bearing of the stranger neither wit nor propriety existed The figure was tall and gaunt, and shrouded from head to foot in the habiliments of the grave. The mask was concealed the visage was made so nearly to resemble the countenance of a stiffened corpse ‘Who dares ‘he demanded hoarsely of the courtiers who stood near him .-that we may know whom we have to hang They rang throughout the seven rooms loudly It was in the blue place where stood the prince, with a group of pale courtiers by his side . None put forth a hand to seize him so that unimpeded, he passed within a yard of the prince’s person -a decided movement had been made to arrest him. It was then, however, that the prince maddening with rage and the shame of his momentary cowardice, rushed through the six chambers, while none followed him on account of a deadly terror that had seized upon all. He bore a drawn dagger aloft, and had approached in rapid impetuosity, within three or four feet of the retreating figure .and in the velvet apartment, confronted his pursuer. There was a sharp cry -and the dagger dropped gleaming upon the sable carpet, upon which fell prostrate in death Prince Prospero and now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired, And Darkness and decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.

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