The thick Moan of Universal Alarm Bell carries away in Remote Past and responds in a Calm Beats of a Clock on a Wall... Disembodied Imagination dissolves
Edgar: And then I had a vision Roderick Usher: Ah Edgar Ah Edgar, my dear friend Edgar Edgar: It's been a long time, Roderick I've ridden many miles
down from a dying sky as the king was about to die Raged winds outside were moaning and blowing as time for death is growing It's time to die and face
