Master Nathaniel looked at him. The fixed stare, the slightly-open mouth, the rigid motionless body, fettered by a misery too profound for restlessness — how well he knew the state of mind these things expressed! But there must surely be relief in thus allowing the mood to mold the body's attitude to its own s

Hope Mirrlees

Lud-in-the-Mist

© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved