Sheen’s Reviews > The Lurking Fear: Collected Short Stories Volume Four > Status Update

"It was in mid-summer, when the alchemy of Nature transmutes the sylvan landscape to one vivid and almost homogeneous mass of green; when the senses are well-nigh intoxicated with the surging seas of moist verdure and the subtly indefinable odours of the soil and the vegetation. In such surrounding, the mind loses its perspective; time and space become trivial..."
Waw...Beautiful

"You have been my only friend in this planet - the only soul to sense and seek me within the repellent form which lies on this couch. We shall meet again -perhaps in the shining mists of Orion's Sword, perhaps on a bleak plateau in prehistoric Asia, perhaps in unremembered dreams tonight, perhaps in some other form an aeon hence, where the solar system shall have been swept away. "
This felt so hearty, surprisingly.