Rock wrote:Everline starts to laugh. It is a sound devoid of conventional happiness, hard-edged and cynical -- and yet it is clearly not directed solely at Fragonard.
Once the sound subsides, Everline's voice has become soft and slightly mystical: "This island is tainted. Some great evil was buried here in centuries hence, and sealed up so it could not attack the living. Yet its shadows still slither around and do its will, attacking those they find dreaming -- and now also those they find awake.
They are the reason that poor servant girl died, the one for whose death no cause could be found. They stole away the boy through a shadow portal, and that is the way the boy's father and a young man went, also. Miss Charlotte had to see her husband disappear into darkness, and we do not know where to look for him now.
Physician, if you dare to question my sanity, I shall be most wroth. I ask you now: how would you help me? How would you help Miss Charlotte, when those who sleep are in even greater danger than those who are awake on this island?"
Fragonard replies,
"It's possible. There are many mysterious and magical things in the world, and some of these things are evil or dangerous. Then again, you may be
confused about what is happening. I don't say
insane, mind you. "
He looks through his bag and retrieves a small phial filled with milky white fluid.
"I recommend that you take a sip of this-- just a wee bit-- and you sleep. I will stay by your side. If anything strange happens, if you give the
slightest sign of having a bad dream, I will immediately wake you. How does that sound? You will have to sleep sometime. You look worn out."
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)