Тень над Иннсмутом
Chapter 4
Iknewtoowellwhattheymustbe—forwasnotthememoryoftheeviltiaraatNewburyportstillfresh?Theyweretheblasphemousfish-frogsofthenamelessdesign—livingandhorrible—andasIsawthemIknewalsoofwhatthathumped,tiaraedpriestintheblackchurchbasementhadfearsomelyremindedme.Theirnumberwaspastguessing.Itseemedtomethattherewerelimitlessswarmsofthemandcertainlymymomentaryglimpsecouldhaveshewnonlytheleastfraction.Inanotherinstanteverythingwasblottedoutbyamercifulfitoffainting;thefirstIhadeverhad.
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