Algernon Blackwood

Algernon Blackwood

Summary

Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood A Prisoner in Fairyland — Chapter 25 (1913)

Yet she was as sane as any old body living in solitude with evil thinking well can be. She starved-because she neither gave nor asked.
As Mother thought of her, thus finding the way in instantly, the church clock sounded midnight. She entered a room that was black as coal and unsweetened as an airless cellar. The fair rays that had been pouring out of her returned with a little shock upon themselves-- repulsed. She felt herself reduced, and the sensation was so unpleasant at first that she almost gasped. It was like suffocation. She felt enclosed with Death.
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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood A Prisoner in Fairyland — Chapter 25 (1913)

It was at home. The audacity was justified. The Pattern seemed at last complete. Beauty and Truth shone at its centre. And the tiny voice continued singing, though no one seemed to know exactly whence the sound proceeded:---
'While the busy Pleiades, Sisters to the Hyades, Seven by seven, Across the heaven, Light desire With their fire, Flung from huge Orion's hand, Sweetly linking All our thinking In the Net of Sympathy that brings back Fairyland!' No--neither Mother nor Daddy were aware of what had happened thus in the twinkling of an eye.
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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood A Prisoner in Fairyland — Chapter 25 (1913)

For his ecstasy had carried him even beyond the region of the freest 'thinking.' He could give no account or explanation of it at all. Monkey, Jimbo, Mother, and he raced in a line together for home and safety. Above the fields they met the spiders everywhere, the spiders that bring the dawn and ride off into the Star Cave on lost rays and stray thoughts that careless minds have left scattered about the world.
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