And not until then did she remember how fatal it is said to be to accept a gift from a demon. Buy, or earn it, but never accept the gift. Jirel of Joiry (1969)
She turned her face up to the strange stars and wondered in what direction her course lay. The sky looked blankly down upon her with its myriad meaningless eyes. Jirel of Joiry (1969)
All about her, as suddenly as the awakening from a dream, the nothingness had opened out into undreamed-of distances. She stood high on a hilltop under a sky spangled with strange stars. Below she caught glimpses of misty plains and valleys with mountain peaks rising far away. And at her feet a ravening circle of small, slavering, blind things leaped with clashing teeth. Jirel of Joiry (1969)