You Know The Furies Made Orestes Hallucinate His Way Through Silent Hill.

[rionaleonhart]

I am supposed to be reading the 1799 Prelude and one of its later (and much, much longer) revisions this week. I have been neglecting this somewhat, because dude, three essays, The Prelude can wait (NO, OBVIOUSLY UPDATING MY LIVEJOURNAL CANNOT, ahahaha oh dear I'm such a bad student), but I found this part at the beginning of the 1799 version and felt compelled to share it with you:

Sometimes strong desire
Resistless overpowered me, and the bird
Which was the captive of another's toils
Became my prey; and when the deed was done
I heard among the solitary hills
Low breathings coming after me, and sounds
Of undistinguishable motion, steps
Almost as silent as the turf they trod.

WORDSWORTH IN SILENT HILL, YOU GUYS. I shouldn't be allowed near, well, anything. Is there anything at all in my life that Silent Hill hasn't crept into somehow?

Comments

[amy-wolf.livejournal.com]

I'd probably feel a bit guilty, but I read all your stuff, love it to pieces, and feel a bit guilty anyways, so no difference there.

Lj claims they gave me an lj email address, but I have no idea how it works. Do those work?

I still think you could do a viable Top Gear/Silent Hill crossover in which their tendency to destroy things would ironically save them by letting them break Silent Hill and escape. Mostly because I saw the polar special, and saw that you can put James and Jeremy in a car in an intensely dangerous environment with a gun without anyone being killed. And it would be hilarious and angst-free.

[rionaleonhart]

I thought LJ e-mail addresses were only available to paid users, and all they'll do is direct the e-mail to the address you get comment notifications with anyway. My e-mail address is in my profile (I don't want to say it out loud in case the spambots find us); send me a quick e-mail (so I know your address) and I'll send you the fic.

[amy-wolf.livejournal.com]

Aah! Spambots! Will do!

I'm the strange person sending you a rambly email about how I'm not named Amy.