"Know, O
prince, that between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and
the gleaming cities, and in the years of the rise of the sons
of Aryas, there was an Age undreamed of, when shining
kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath
the stars - Nemedia, Ophir, Brythunia, Hyperborea, Zamora
with its dark-haired women and towers of spider-haunted mystery,
Zingara with its chivalry, Koth that bordered on the pastoral
lands of Shem, Stygia with its shadow-guarded tombs, Hyrkania
whose riders wore steel and silk and gold. But the proudest
kingdom was Aquilonia, reigning supreme in the dreaming west .
Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed,
sword in hand, a thief, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies
and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth
under his sandaled feet" -- The Nemedian
Chronicles
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