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The color of her robe became suddenly uncertain of itself. The black and purple in its threads gave way to blue and white and more blue. The hem fluttered as though it had been entrusted to a flock of small, invisible birds.
Nov.15--Here again I must note a matter I do not understand I am much troubled in sleep. No definite image presented itself, but I was pursued by the very vivid impression that wet lips were whispering into my ear with great rapidity and emphasis for some time together.
Ghost Stories of an Antiquary Part 2
M. R. (Montague Rhodes) James
Getting well is sometimes more tiresome than being ill and completely in bed. The routine one has got used to as an invalid disappears, and instead there seems to be endless sitting uncomfortably in chairs, waiting for it to be time to go to bed again, after longing from the bed to be up in the chair: endless exhaustion following unwonted exercise: and a longing to be completely one thing or the other, well or ill, instead of someone hovering between the two, conscious all the time of the possible effect of every action, yet impelled to try to be active.
Marianne Dreams
Catherine Storr
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