Journeys in a Dead Season
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"...So little natural light falls into my cell, and I have such a limited view from my window, that at times I feel as though I am entombed within a coffin . . . Down here, deep within the soil, I must content myself with mental excursions only, tripping beneath the canopies of forests that exist solely in the mind . . ."