“ Only a short time before, I had poured out to Agia all my sorrow at the death of Thecla. Now these new concerns had replaced it, and I found I had poured it out indeed, as a man might spill wine on the ground. By the use of the language of sorrow I had for the time being obliterated my sorrow— so powerful is the charm of words, which for us reduces to manageable entitites all the passions that would otherwise madden and destroy us.
Gene Wolf, The Shadow of the Torturer
EL ORÅCULO DEL SAN GENNARO
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SUMMON ST. JANUARIUS
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