"There is an abyss of being which man has never fathomed."

I stared. Chalmers had risen to his feet and he was gesticulating helplessly with his arms. "I am passing through unearthly angles; I am approaching—oh, the burning horror of it!"

"Chalmers!" I cried. "Do you wish me to interfere?"

He brought his right hand quickly before his face, as though to shut out a vision unspeakable. "Not yet!" he cried; "I will go on. I will see—what—lies—beyond——"

- The Hounds of Tindalos, Frank Belknap Long

The Edge of Potential

"I am a forest, and a night of dark trees; but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses."
-Friedrich Nietzsche

The Edge of Potential

Vesperys