Robert
E. Howard’s “The Pool of the Black One” was published in the October 1933 issue
of Weird Tales, which also included
H.P. Lovecraft’s memorable and atmospheric tale “The Festival”. Both stories have as their central event a
strange and terrifying religious ritual which is observed by the protagonist. Conventional sacramental imagery—baptism in
Howard’s story and a Yuletide procession in Lovecraft’s is transmogrified into
a much less wholesome but still recognizable ceremony. In both rituals an obscure melody is played
on a flute, the sequence of notes precipitating a horrifying
transformation.
In Lovecraft’s
story, the flute player summons a horde of “something I cannot and must not
recall”, winged travesties whose purpose is to convey the narrator down, into darker and deeper caverns, “…pits
and galleries of panic, where poison springs feed frightful and undiscoverable
cataracts.”
In the “The
Pool of the Black One” the change is less psycho-geographic than in Lovecraft’s
story. It involves the physical and
spiritual violation of a single human body, which undergoes a torment that
Howard describes as “…like watching a soul stripped naked, and all its dark and
unmentionable secrets laid bare.”
Furthermore, the gruesome process involves a grotesque shrinkage and miniaturization, brought
about by immersion in a magical pool, a blasphemous baptismal font. Later in the same scene Conan examines
shelves where the remnants of numerous previous victims are on display:
These
figures, not much longer than a man’s hand, represented men, and so cleverly
were they made that Conan recognized various racial characteristics in the
different idols, features typical of Zingarans, Argoseans, Ophireans, and
Kushite corsairs…Conan was aware of a vague uneasiness as he stared at the dumb
sightless figures.
The
intent of the passage may be to show the universality of the threat. Despite somewhat different liturgical
practices, both “The Pool of the Black One” and “The Festival” deal with the perseverance
and evocation of an atavistic evil. However,
the variations between the two stories are interesting, and are suggestive of
each authors’ particular treatment of enduring evil. Typical of Lovecraft, the
horror is one of rediscovery, a revival of ancestral memories to which the
narrator is inescapably linked. Horror
is in the family, as near as the closest relative.
But who
exactly is this “Black One” Howard’s story?
He does not actually appear in
the story, though his presence is strongly implied in the appearance and
actions of his minions. Typical of
Howard, horror is a survival and a recrudescence of a primordial Satan, signaled
by the prevalence of serpentine or reptilian characteristics among his
representatives on earth, as if “evil” and “reptilian” were synonymous.
Conan
glared, frozen with repulsion and shaken with nausea. Himself as cleanly elemental as a timber
wolf, he was yet not ignorant of the perverse secrets of rotting civilizations…But
he sensed here a cosmic vileness transcending mere human degeneracy—a perverse
branch on the tree of Life, developed along lines outside human comprehension.
“The
Pool of the Black One” precedes more elaborate Conan adventures like “Red Nails”
(1936)—probably one of the best—as well as “The People of the Black Circle”
(1934) and “Queen of the Black Coast” (1934).
But only by a few years at most.
In “The Pool of the Black One”, Conan is much less philosophical, much more
likely to engage in impulsive, pre-emptive attacks than in several of his other
adventures.
For
example, he murders his pirate boss at one point in the story, mainly to accelerate
his rise through the ranks of his shipmates, and without any obvious
provocation. In other tales he is more
of a defender and a rescuer, even an agent of justice. In this story readers find a younger, more
violent Conan, a restive member of a pirate crew, for the most part
unencumbered by any moral or ethical concerns.
He behaves instinctively, without much reflection, forethought, or even
afterthought. He is drawn to adventure,
fighting, theft, and rapine. This is “Conan
the Barachan,” an outlaw.
In both
earlier work—for example, 1932’s “The Phoenix on the Sword”—and later stories
like “Red Nails” Conan isn’t as much like this, though he retains his barbarian
habits and world view. The different
versions of the barbarian hero are one of the interesting aspects of Howard’s
most famous creation. Across the Conan
cycle of stories, in no particular chronological order, the character matures
and deepens, and his relationship with other characters, especially women,
becomes more nuanced and complex.
Compare
Conan’s relationship with Valeria in “Red Nails” to his interaction with Sancha
in “The Pool of the Black One”. Valeria
is depicted as more or less an equal to Conan, essentially a colleague,
powerful, cunning, and independent.
Sancha on the other hand spends most of the latter story sulking,
whimpering and crumpling in the face of oncoming threats.
As a
new member of a pirate crew on board the appropriately named Wastrel, Conan arrives on a mysterious
island. Zaporavo, his monomaniacal
captain, believes that he has located a treasure island described in the Book of Skelos, a sort of nautical Necronomicon, “…whereon, nameless sages
aver, strange monsters guard crypts filled with hieroglyph-carven gold.” It seems likely that the island is indeed
mentioned in this unhallowed book, but not
in the chapter about treasure islands.
While
exploring the island along with the crew, Conan makes a deft career move and
skewers Zaporavo, one of the more interesting characters, a “celebrity”
pirate. Meanwhile, Sancha, the beautiful
kidnapped daughter of the Duke of Kordava, finds the boredom back on the ship
unbearable, and so sets off to join the men on the island—sans clothing of
course. (Readers have seen this scene
hundreds of times by now: the most
vulnerable female character, clothed or unclothed, complicates the plot by
venturing off unescorted, later either getting in the way or having to be rescued.) Conan and Sancha later team up at a weird
temple where they fight with giant reptilian Africans in order to save the
surviving crewmembers.
Howard’s
description of the giants’ temple recalls that of Cthulhu’s briefly ascendant abode: “There was a symmetry about their
architecture, and system, but it was a mad symmetry, a system alien to human
sanity.” There is also an echo of
Lovecraft’s “The Colour Out of Space” (1927) near the end, as the dwindling
crew escape a manifestation of the “Black One”.
It is a sinister green snake-like entity that emerges from the pool and
pursues them over land and water: “…what they feared they knew not, but they
did know that in that abominable smooth green ribbon was a menace to the body
and to soul.” But the rest of “The Pool
of the Black One” is pure Robert E. Howard, with lots of video-game like action
and lovingly depicted, graphic violence.
Howard's original Conan's are the best, and "The Pool of the Black One" among my favorites.
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