A thick, black cloud swirled before my eyes, and my mind told me that in this cloud, unseen as yet, but about to spring out upon my appalled senses, lurked all that was vaguely horrible, all that was monstrous and inconceivably wicked in the universe. Vague shapes swirled and swam amid the dark cloud-bank, each a menace and a warning of something coming, the advent of some unspeakable dweller upon the threshold, whose very shadow would blast my soul.
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The Adventure of the Devil's Foot by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"To let the brain work without sufficient material is like racing an engine. It racks itself to pieces."
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The Adventure of the Devil's Foot by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle