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 the flame flashing through the vault, gleamed on a throng of hideous and ghastly features, that now came forward through the smoke. Sir Gawen, with the desperate valor of a man who sees destruction before him, ran furious forward: an universal shriek burst forth; the corpse dropped into the fire which rising with tenfold brilliance, placed full in view the dreadful form of his internal guide dilated into horror itself,



her face was pale as death, her eyes were wide open, dead and fixed, a horrible grin sat upon her features; her lips black, and half putrid, were drawn back, disclosing a set of large blue teeth, and her hair,