A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder Kessinger Publishing, 2010 - 206 pages She looked anxious and troubled, and once more that expression of wondering sadness came over her face. She repeated my name over and over in this way with a mournful intonation that thrilled through me, and excited forebodings of evil. "Atamor, Atamor!" And always after that she called me "Atamor." |
