It Is Strange How Sad

I Like Shape Very Much. A Novel Has To Have Shape, And Life Doesn't Have Any.

Now At Last I Know Why I Was Brought Here And What I Have To Do.

If I Was Bound For Hell, Let It Be Hell. No More False Heaven. No More Damned Magic.

Your Red Dress,’ She Said, And Laughed. But I Looked At The Dress On The Floor And It Was As If The Fire Had Spread Across The Room. It Was Beautiful And It Reminded Me Of Something I Must Do. I Will Remember I Thought. I Will Remember Quite Soon Now.

As It Was In The Beginning, ... Is Now, And Ever Shall Be, World Without End.