(*** Sorry I have been a little slow this week, but long-story-short, I got COVID again (I think anyway) and it has been slowing my roll. I am finally just starting to get fully functional again. Enjoy the column! ***) "Yet when I looked from that highest of all gable windows, looked while the candles sputtered and the insane viol howled with the night-wind, I saw no city spread below, and no friendly lights gleamed from remembered streets, but only the blackness of space illimitable; unimagined space alive with motion and music, and having no semblance of anything on earth. And as I stood there looking in terror, the wind blew out both the candles in that ancient-peaked garret, leaving me in savage and impenetrable darkness with chaos and pandemonium before me, and the demon madness of that night-baying viol behind me." -- From “The Music of Erich Zann” by H.P. Lovecraft
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