Slowly but inexorably crawling upon my consciousness, and rising above every other impression, came a dizzying fear of the unknown; a fear all the greater because I could not analyse it, and seeming to concern a stealthily approaching menace — not death, but some nameless, unheard-of thing inexpressibly more ghastly and abhorrent.
Source:The Crawling Chaos (1921)
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