'...His mind was unhinged by all the worry that attends those of the abyss. For the abyss is the dark-house of the world - and yet the world knows it not - for it is beyond the sight of men. No light flares in the abyss. No flame burns in the abyss of one's soul. All is dark and gloom. All is silent. Save for the winds which blow, save for the winds that blow them adown the dark roads of life.'
from Drift by James Hanley (Chapter VI)
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