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Phantastes

CHAPTER XXV
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An hour of such peace made the turmoil of a lifetime worth striving through.
I found myself lying in the open air, in the early morning, before sunrise.

Over me rose the summer heaven, expectant of the sun.

The clouds already saw him, coming from afar; and soon every dewdrop would rejoice in his individual presence within it.
I lay motionless for a few minutes; and then slowly rose and looked about me.

I was on the summit of a little hill; a valley lay beneath, and a range of mountains closed up the view upon that side.

But, to my horror, across the valley, and up the height of the opposing mountains, stretched, from my very feet, a hugely expanding shade.


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