The Fugitive
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The opening
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Darkly you sweep on, Eternal Fugitive, round whose bodiless rush stagnant space frets into eddying bubbles of light.
Is your heart lost to the Lover calling you across his immeasurable loneliness?
Is the aching urgency of your haste the sole reason why your tangled tresses break into stormy riot and pearls of fire roll along your path as from a broken necklace?
Your fleeting steps kiss the dust of this world into sweetness, sweeping aside all waste; the storm centred with your dancing limbs shakes the sacred shower of death over life and freshens her growth.
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About this edition
- The words
- The author's text, copied word for word.
- Copied from
- Left out
- The source library's header, footer and license, in 3 places
- The title page and opening pages before chapter 1
- The printed table of contents (the app makes its own)
- Repeated section label; the next source heading names the work (5 blocks)
- Author's part number recorded in the following chapters' part field (2 blocks)