The World was held…


The world was held in a savage gloom—cold and intolerable. Outside, all
was quiet—quiet! From the dark room behind me, came the occasional, soft
thud of falling matter—fragments of rotting stone. So time passed, and night
grasped the world, wrapping it in wrappings of impenetrable blackness.

—William Hope Hodgson, The House on the Borderland (1908)

Author: mmartel

"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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