Safari/ Ernest Hemingway
It had started the night before when he had heard the lion roaring somewhere up along the river. It was a deep sound and at the end there were sort of coughing grunts that made him seem just outside the tent, and when Francis Macomber woke in the night to hear […]
The Nervousness of Horror / Edgar Allan Poe
Sleep came not near my couch—while the hours waned and waned away. I struggled to reason off my nervousness which had dominion over me. I endeavoured to believe that much, if not all of what I felt, was due to the bewildering influence of the gloomy furniture of the room—of the dark and tattered […]
