Our spirit, touched by the unknown, trembles in its deepest depth.Narrator
What exists unseen by us outside all we've ever known and has the power to kill, destroy, and dominate us?Narrator
May God help me! The river, while it is forming, winds around everywhere, limpid and clear.Narrator
I got up so softly that I could not hear myself, and then I went to look. Horrible thing! It was eating! Yes, gnawing something, and softly, slowly, turned its head towards me and said: 'Is it you?'Narrator
I fought; oh yes, I fought! ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour! I know not! I know not!Narrator
I moved from my bed and went to look at the river; the water was as blue as the sky.Narrator
I could believe, I should see it; it could, then, be only the beginning of a disease: a disease of the mind. When one is attacked by such maladies, one has, they say, such strange and harrowing dreams.Narrator
From this I feel that I am lost.Narrator
That was, indeed, an admirable day, warm, and beautifully bright. You remember it, don’t you?Narrator
What will become of me—me—me!Narrator
There are some ancient and forgotten civilizations, some races suppressed by the avalanches of mankind.Narrator