Excerpts from novels I'm reading - an attempt to preserve the ephemeral, for the written word "gives form to dreams, permanence to sparks of sunlight."
Monday, April 8, 2013
A Spell in an Ancient Tale
"The room was large, rectangular and gloomy, and wore the pallor of decorous neglect. It gave the impression of desertion, of a spell in an ancient tale. It slept the sleep of a hundred-year curse."
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