Etching -
A landscape he saw in a German etching lies before him. It looks like a bird's-eye view of an ancient city, dusk turning to night, or, he thought, like a realistic picture depicting a modern precipice, midnight being led to daybreak.
The man — that is, he about whom I began to speak — killed his father when he was young. That same autumn, his mother, beautifully, went mad.
The man — that is, he about whom I began to speak — killed his father when he was young. That same autumn, his mother, beautifully, went mad.
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