Ray Harryhausen (1920-2013)

A huge understatement to say this man was a major influence in my life.

Rest in peace, sir.

The Pit And The Pendulum

I WAS sick, sick unto death, with that long agony, and when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me. The sentence, the dread sentence of death, was the last of distinct accentuation which reached my ears. After that, the sound of the inquisitorial voices seemed merged in one dreamy indeterminate hum.

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