Yet only a moment ago his thoughts, always tending to morbid associations, had blended, in one of those falsely harmonious images that are significant within the dream but meaningless when one recalls it, two recent events.
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Yet only a moment ago his thoughts, always tending to morbid associations, had blended, in one of those falsely harmonious images that are significant within the dream but meaningless when one recalls it, two recent events.
“The hive and I are vying with each other, for our rules to the game, for our circlet in the forest of liars.”
Alyssa Morhardt-Goldstein | Nympholepsy