Because it was so cold, that night
‘My dreams are deep enough,’ he says, ‘now and in eternity, amen.’ ‘You should become reality,’ he says, ‘now and with your white wings wide.’ ‘My Word will be Your Flesh,’ he says, ‘while you’re standing in the light of the Hellfire Corner.’ And I scribble down his whispers in the dark, in this... Sign in to see full entry.