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72 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1918
"But the nightmare is stronger than its master, and grows mightier every night; and the All-Highest War Lord learns that there are powers in Hell that are easily summoned by the rulers of earth, but that go not easily home.
It is then as though a herd of giants, things of enormous height, came out from lairs in the earth and began to play with the hills. It is as though they picked up the tops of the hills in their hands and let them drop rather slowly. It is exactly like hills falling. (p. 54)
Over slopes of English hills looking south, in the time of violets, evening was falling.
Shadows at the edges of woods moved, and then merged in the gloaming.
The bat, like a shadow himself, finding that spring was come, slipped from the dark of the wood as far as a clump of beech-trees, and fluttered back again on his wonderful quiet wings.
Pairing pigeons were home.
Very young rabbits stole out to gaze at the calm, still world. They came out as the stars come out. At one time they were not there, and then you saw them, but you did not see them come. (p. 81)