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Chapter 36

           IholdbackwithalltheforceofmysoulIstrivenottoplungeintothatblackabyssIseebeforemebut—mymotherdragsmewithherIcannotshakeheroff!Ihearhervoicenow;shespeaksdistinctly,andlaughsasthoughshewept;‘ComeSibyl!SoulofthechildIbore,comeandmeetyourlover!ComeandseeuponWHOMyoufixedyourfaith!SoulofthewomanItrained,returntothatfromwhenceyoucame!’StillIholdbacknudeandtremblingIstareintoadarkvoidandnowtherearewingsaboutmewingsoffieryscarlet!theyfillthespacetheyenfoldmetheypropelmetheyrushpastandwhirlaroundme,stingingmeaswithflyingarrowsandshowersofhail!

           ·····Letmewriteonwriteon,withthisdeadfleshlyhand,...onemomentmoretime,dreadGod!...onemomentmoretowritethetruththeterribletruthofDeathwhosedarkestsecret,Life,isunknowntomen!Ilive!anew,strong,impetuousvitalitypossessesme,thoughmymortalbodyisnearlydead.

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