Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe. When the word “FREAK” appeared scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker, she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war had escalated from imaginary to physical. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. " "Zounds! David Pugh, don't you know your old friend and countryman?" exclaimed the carpenter. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. “Would you wait for me?” Manning was silent for a space.
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