Here is an author who is seriously overlooked by the fantasy world, and by the world of literature at large. Everyone knows of Tolkien, even if not everyone has read his work. But Conan continues to overshadow his creator, despite Howard's extraordinary gift for language and his incredible prolific output (in under 12 years as a writer). Arguably the finest story in this collection, "Red Nails", combines nail-biting action with tremendous energy; the next tale, "Jewels of Gwahlur", shows Howard's skill at setting a scene. The stories in this, and the other, Conan collection show a great but not fully recognised talent, an original genius. For at their heart is a man who not only had a love of words and a passion for what he did, but also possessed a remarkable gift for creating worlds and describing the lush settings and breathtaking scenery. And he can't half write battles and fight scenes! (See "The Phoenix on the Sword" and "The Hour of the Dragon", both in here). But at times Howard's work possesses something rare: a true sense of poetry and of sensitivity to lost ages and dead kingdoms long fallen to dust. Truly Howard deserves more recognition - he made a genre, almost single-handedly, long before Tolkien had thought of the word "hobbit".