'I rose, and sank on the cushioned couch beside her, yet quivering with emotion, though for a moment my mad passion had left me, as the leaves of a tree quiver still, although the gust be gone that stirred them. I did not dare tell her that I had seen her in that deep and hellish mood, muttering incantations to the fire in the tomb'
— Jun 25, 2016 03:41AM
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