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Genre(s): Supernatural fantasy

Read in English by Chiquito Crasto

"Trembling all over, with the strange odour still in my nostrils and the fire in
my heart, I turned away and followed my Dream up a broad staircase into another
part of the House.

As we entered the upper corridors I heard the wind pass singing over the roof. Its music took possession of me until I felt as though my whole body were a single heart, aching, straining, trobbing as if it would break; and all because I heard the wind singing round the House of the Past.

"But, remember," whispered the Dream, answering my unspoken wonder, "that you are listening to the song it has sung for untold ages into untold myriad ears.

It carries back so appallingly far; and in that simple dirge, profound in its
terrible monotony, are the associations and recollections of the joys, grieves,
and struggles of all your previous existence. The wind, like the sea, speaks to
the inmost memory," she added, "and that is why its voice is one of such deep spiritual sadness. It is the song of things for ever incomplete, unfinished, unsatisfying." -Excerpt from 'The House From The Past'