can't recall and wonders what it was he lost perhaps no one ever entered here the light suffusing ... everything may only seem departure's glow unless it is the light the dying sometimes see when like ... Page 22 from Issue 80 lens, and then into the eye of the man who always waits for what he ...

expected, wasn't there? he thought. There was al- 80 Issue 129 page ... Page 80 from Issue 129 He smelled the sea. The clouds were fluorescent. And when it was too cold ... already asleep. He lay beside her. She moved towards him, dreaming, and he held her and attempted to match ...

;quot;rex­ tualizing" whatever narrative illusion has been built up in the broken-off scene or narration, only to fill ... "dreams are the oldest things in the world" (LF, 24); because she has learned of Troy ... "from television, from my dreams, from my broken heart, and from what those who come back tell me before ...

a terriblejoy. "To the city!" Icried. To sack and burn the houses of the rich moneylenders! To ... take pleasure from strange women! To avenge myself yet once more for what was done t.' me so ... acts of vengeance were to me tastes of the feast to come-they kept my Dream of Vengeance alive-that ...