Lucretia B
speaker
390 appearances
1 recordings
1 series
first heard Jul 2026
last heard 20 Jul
Lucretia B’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Game after game is played, larger stakes and still larger.
They begin to move nervously on their chairs, their brows lower and eyes flash until now they who win and they who lose fired alike
With passion, sit with set jaws and compressed lips and clenched fists and eyes like fireballs that seem starting from their sockets to see the final turn before it comes.
If losing pale with envy and tremulous with unuttered oaths, cast back red hot upon the heart, or winning with hysteric laugh, ha ha!
I have it, I have it.
A few years have passed, and he is only the wreck of a man, seating himself at the game.
Ere he throws the first card, he stakes the last relic of his wife and the marriage ring which sealed the solemn vows between them.
The game is lost, and staggering back in exhaustion, he dreams the bright hours of the past mock his agony, and in his dreams, fiends with eyes of fire and tongues of flame circle about him with joined hands to dance and sing their orgies.
With hellish chorus, chanting.
Hail, brother, kissing his clammy forehead until their loathsome locks flowing with serpents crawl into his bosom and sink their sharp fangs and suck up his life's blood, and coiling around his heart, pinch it with chills and shudders, unutterable.
Take warning.
You are no stronger than tens of thousands who have, by this practice, been overthrown.
No young man in our cities can escape being tempted.
Beware of the first beginnings.
This road is a downgrade, and every instant increases the momentum.
Launch not a
Upon this treacherous sea, split hulks strew the beach, everlasting storms howl up and down, tossing the unwary crafts into the hell gate.
I speak of what I have seen with my own eyes.
I have looked off into the abyss and have seen the foaming.
And the hissing and the whirling of the horrid deep in which the mangled victims writhed one upon another and struggled, strangled, blasphemed, and died, the death stare of eternal despair upon their countenances as the waters gurgled over them to a
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