A voice traversed centuries, heavy broke touched, heavy feared ring et — Ana?�s Nin, House Incest

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A voice that had traversed the centuries, so heavy it broke what it touched, so heavy I feared it would ring in me with eternal resonance, a voice rusty with the sound of curses and the hoarse cries that issue from the delta in the last paroxysm of orgasm.

Ana?�s Nin, House of Incest

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