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Название книги: Misery
Автор(ы): Stephen King
Жанр: Мистика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Misery-146604.html
Part IAnnie
“When you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you.”– Friedrich Nietzsche
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umber whunnnnyerrrnnn umber whunnnnfayunnnnThese sounds: even in the haze.
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But sometimes the sounds - like the pain - faded, and then there was only the haze. He remembered darkness solid darkness had come before the haze. Did that mean he was making progress? Let there be light (even of the hazy variety), and the light was good, and so on and so on? Had those sounds existed in the darkness? He didn't know the answers to any of these questions. Did it make sense to ask them? He didn't know the answer to that one, either The pain was somewhere below the sounds. The pain was east of the sun and south of his ears. That was all he did know.For some length of time that seemed very long (and so was, since the pain and the stormy haze were the only two things which existed) those sounds were the only outer reality. He had no idea who he was or where he was and cared to know neither. He wished he was dead, but through the pain-soaked haze
Название книги: Misery
Автор(ы): Stephen King
Жанр: Мистика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Misery-146604.html
Part IAnnie
“When you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you.”– Friedrich Nietzsche
1
umber whunnnnyerrrnnn umber whunnnnfayunnnnThese sounds: even in the haze.
2
But sometimes the sounds - like the pain - faded, and then there was only the haze. He remembered darkness solid darkness had come before the haze. Did that mean he was making progress? Let there be light (even of the hazy variety), and the light was good, and so on and so on? Had those sounds existed in the darkness? He didn't know the answers to any of these questions. Did it make sense to ask them? He didn't know the answer to that one, either The pain was somewhere below the sounds. The pain was east of the sun and south of his ears. That was all he did know.For some length of time that seemed very long (and so was, since the pain and the stormy haze were the only two things which existed) those sounds were the only outer reality. He had no idea who he was or where he was and cared to know neither. He wished he was dead, but through the pain-soaked haze
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