Where were all vertical parts but in Helteranius? And a man might make a garment for the moon sooner than fit the o'er leaping actions of great Vacancies, who now leave but his body to be dung that earth that was lately shaken at his terror. I have waded in red blood to the knee; and in this hour, in my old years, the world is become for me a vision only and a mock-show.
— E.R. Eddison
The Worm Ouroboros
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