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There
was
a
night
when
winds
from
unknown
spaces
whirled
us
irresistibly
into
limitless
vacuum
beyond
all
thought
and
entity
.
Perceptions
of
the
most
maddeningly
untransmissible
sort
thronged
upon
us
;
perceptions
of
infinity
which
at
the
time
convulsed
us
with
joy
,
yet
which
are
now
partly
lost
to
my
memory
and
partly
incapable
of
presentation
to
others
.
Viscous
obstacles
were
clawed
through
in
rapid
succession
,
and
at
length
I
felt
that
we
had
been
borne
to
realms
of
greater
remoteness
than
any
we
had
previously
known
.
My
friend
was
vastly
in
advance
as
we
plunged
into
this
awesome
ocean
of
virgin
aether
,
and
I
could
see
the
sinister
exultation
on
his
floating
,
luminous
,
too-youthful
memory-face
.
Suddenly
that
face
became
dim
and
quickly
disappeared
,
and
in
a
brief
space
I
found
myself
projected
against
an
obstacle
which
I
could
not
penetrate
.
It
was
like
the
others
,
yet
incalculably
denser
;
a
sticky
clammy
mass
,
if
such
terms
can
be
applied
to
analogous
qualities
in
a
non-material
sphere
.
I
had
,
I
felt
,
been
halted
by
a
barrier
which
my
friend
and
leader
had
successfully
passed
.
Struggling
anew
,
I
came
to
the
end
of
the
drug-dream
and
opened
my
physical
eyes
to
the
tower
studio
in
whose
opposite
corner
reclined
the
pallid
and
still
unconscious
form
of
my
fellow
dreamer
,
weirdly
haggard
and
wildly
beautiful
as
the
moon
shed
gold-green
light
on
his
marble
features
.
Then
,
after
a
short
interval
,
the
form
in
the
corner
stirred
;
and
may
pitying
heaven
keep
from
my
sight
and
sound
another
thing
like
that
which
took
place
before
me
.
I
can
not
tell
you
how
he
shrieked
,
or
what
vistas
of
unvisitable
hells
gleamed
for
a
second
in
black
eyes
crazed
with
fright
.
I
can
only
say
that
I
fainted
,
and
did
not
stir
till
he
himself
recovered
and
shook
me
in
his
frensy
for
someone
to
keep
away
the
horror
and
desolation
.
That
was
the
end
of
our
voluntary
searchings
in
the
caverns
of
dream
.
Awed
,
shaken
,
and
portentous
,
my
friend
who
had
been
beyond
the
barrier
warned
me
that
we
must
never
venture
within
those
realms
again
.
What
he
had
seen
,
he
dared
not
tell
me
;
but
he
said
from
his
wisdom
that
we
must
sleep
as
little
as
possible
,
even
if
drugs
were
necessary
to
keep
us
awake
.
That
he
was
right
,
I
soon
learned
from
the
unutterable
fear
which
engulfed
me
whenever
consciousness
lapsed
.
After
each
short
and
inevitable
sleep
I
seemed
older
,
whilst
my
friend
aged
with
a
rapidity
almost
shocking
.
It
is
hideous
to
see
wrinkles
form
and
hair
whiten
almost
before
one
's
eyes
.
Our
mode
of
life
was
now
totally
altered
.
Heretofore
a
recluse
so
far
as
I
know
--
his
true
name
and
origin
never
having
passed
his
lips
--
my
friend
now
became
frantic
in
his
fear
of
solitude
.
At
night
he
would
not
be
alone
,
nor
would
the
company
of
a
few
persons
calm
him
.
His
sole
relief
was
obtained
in
revelry
of
the
most
general
and
boisterous
sort
;
so
that
few
assemblies
of
the
young
and
gay
were
unknown
to
us
.
Our
appearance
and
age
seemed
to
excite
in
most
cases
a
ridicule
which
I
keenly
resented
,
but
which
my
friend
considered
a
lesser
evil
than
solitude
.
Especially
was
he
afraid
to
be
out
of
doors
alone
when
the
stars
were
shining
,
and
if
forced
to
this
condition
he
would
often
glance
furtively
at
the
sky
as
if
hunted
by
some
monstrous
thing
therein
.
He
did
not
always
glance
at
the
same
place
in
the
sky
--
it
seemed
to
be
a
different
place
at
different
times
.
On
spring
evenings
it
would
be
low
in
the
northeast
.
In
the
summer
it
would
be
nearly
overhead
.
In
the
autumn
it
would
be
in
the
northwest
.
In
winter
it
would
be
in
the
east
,
but
mostly
if
in
the
small
hours
of
morning
.
Midwinter
evenings
seemed
least
dreadful
to
him
.
Only
after
two
years
did
I
connect
this
fear
with
anything
in
particular
;
but
then
I
began
to
see
that
he
must
be
looking
at
a
special
spot
on
the
celestial
vault
whose
position
at
different
times
corresponded
to
the
direction
of
his
glance
--
a
spot
roughly
marked
by
the
constellation
Corona
Borealis
.
We
now
had
a
studio
in
London
,
never
separating
,
but
never
discussing
the
days
when
we
had
sought
to
plumb
the
mysteries
of
the
unreal
world
.
We
were
aged
and
weak
from
our
drugs
,
dissipations
,
and
nervous
overstrain
,
and
the
thinning
hair
and
beard
of
my
friend
had
become
snow-white
.
Our
freedom
from
long
sleep
was
surprising
,
for
seldom
did
we
succumb
more
than
an
hour
or
two
at
a
time
to
the
shadow
which
had
now
grown
so
frightful
a
menace
.
