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Crazy old Egaeus!
This is a submission to remember and celebrate the great Edgar Allan Poe who died October 7th 1849.
"But from the disordered chamber of my brain, had not, alas! departed, and would not be driven away, the white and ghastly spectrum of the teeth. Not a speck on their surface - not a shade on their enamel - not an indenture in their edges - but what that period of her smile had sufficed to brand in upon my memory. I saw them now even more unequivocally than I beheld them then. The teeth! - the teeth! - they were here, and there, and everywhere, and visibly and palpably before me; long, narrow, and excessively white, with the pale lips writhing about them, as in the very moment of their first terrible development. Then came the full fury of my monomania, and I struggled in vain against its strange and irresistible influence."
Excerpt from "Berenice" by Edgar Allan Poe.
-Edgar Allan Poe
This is a submission to remember and celebrate the great Edgar Allan Poe who died October 7th 1849.
"But from the disordered chamber of my brain, had not, alas! departed, and would not be driven away, the white and ghastly spectrum of the teeth. Not a speck on their surface - not a shade on their enamel - not an indenture in their edges - but what that period of her smile had sufficed to brand in upon my memory. I saw them now even more unequivocally than I beheld them then. The teeth! - the teeth! - they were here, and there, and everywhere, and visibly and palpably before me; long, narrow, and excessively white, with the pale lips writhing about them, as in the very moment of their first terrible development. Then came the full fury of my monomania, and I struggled in vain against its strange and irresistible influence."
Excerpt from "Berenice" by Edgar Allan Poe.
-Edgar Allan Poe
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Wonderful illustration! When I was younger I had a copy of Edgar Allan Poe stories that were edited for young readers. It had no pictures. Your illustration style would have made that book a true joy.