August 21, 2021 • 19 mins
"Celephaïs" is a fantasy story by American horror fiction writer H. P. Lovecraft, written in early November 1920 and first published in the May 1922 issue of the Rainbow. The title refers to a fictional city that later appears in Lovecraft's Dream Cycle, including his novella The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath.
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Celliface by H. P. Lovecraft. In a dream, Koranus saw the
city in the valley, and thesea coast beyond, and the snowy peak
overlooking the sea, and the gailypainted galleys that sail out of the harbor
toward distant regions where the sea meetsthe sky. In a dream, it
(00:23):
was also that he came by hisname of Koranus, for when awake,
he was called by another name.Perhaps it was natural for him to dream
a new name, for he wasthe last of his family, and alone
among the indifferent millions of London,so there were not many to speak to
him and remind him who he hadbeen. His money and lands were gone,
(00:48):
and he did not care for theways of the people about him,
but preferred to dream and write ofhis dreams. What he wrote was laughed
at by those to whom he showedit, so that after a time he
kept his writings to himself and finallyceased to write. The more he withdrew
(01:10):
from the world about him, themore wonderful became his dreams, and it
would have been quite futile to tryto describe them on paper. Koranus was
not modern and did not think likeothers who wrote, whilst they strove to
strip from life its embroidered robes ofmyth, and to show in naked ugliness
(01:33):
the foul thing that is reality.Koranus sought for beauty alone. When truth
and experience failed to reveal it,he sought it in fancy and illusion,
and found it on his very doorstep. Amid the nebulous memories of childhood tales
and dreams, there are not manypersons who know what wonders are open to
(02:00):
them in the stories and visions oftheir youth. For when as children we
listen in dream, we think buthalf formed thoughts, and when as men
we try to remember, we aredulled and rosaic with the poison of life.
But some of us awaken the nightwith strange phantasms of enchanted hills and
(02:23):
gardens, of fountains that sing inthe sun, of golden cliffs overhanging,
murmuring seas, of plains that stretcheddown to sleeping cities of bronze and stone,
and of shadowy companies, of heroesthat ride caparisoned white horses along the
(02:45):
edges of thick forests. And thenwe know that we have looked back through
the ivory gates into that world ofwonder which was ours before we were wise
and unhappy. Karanus came very suddenlyupon his old world of childhood. He
had been dreaming of the house wherehe had been born, the great stone
(03:08):
house covered with ivy, where thirteengenerations of his ancestors had lived, and
where he had hoped to die.It was moonlight, and he had stolen
out into the fragrant summer night,through the gardens, down the terraces,
passed the great oaks of the park, and along the long white road to
(03:31):
the village. The village seemed veryold, eaten away at the edge,
like the moon which had commenced towane, and Koranus wondered whether the peaked
roofs of the small houses he hadsleep or death in the streets were spears
(03:52):
of long grass, and the windowpanes on either side broken or filmily staring.
Koranus had not lingered, but hadplodded on, as though summoned towards
some goal. He dared not disobeythe summons, for fear it might prove
an illusion, like the urges andaspirations of waking life, which do not
(04:14):
lead to any goal. Then hehad been drawn down the lane that led
off from the village street towards thechannel cliffs, and had come to the
end of things, to the precipiceand the abyss, where all the village
and all the world fell abruptly intothe unechoing emptiness of infinity, and where
(04:36):
even the sky ahead was empty andunlit by the crumbling moon and the peering
stars. Faith had urged him onover the precipice and into the gulf.
Faith had urged him on over theprecipice and into the gulf, where he
had floated down, down, down, past dark, shapeless, undreamed dreams,
(05:02):
faintly glowing spheres that may have beenpartly dreamed dreams, and laughing winged
things that seemed to mock the dreamersof all the worlds. Then a rift
seemed to open in the darkness beforehim, and he saw the city of
the valley glisteningly, radiantly, farfar below, with the background of sea
(05:26):
and sky, and a snow cappedmountain near the shore. Coranus had awakened
the very moment he beheld the city, Yet he knew from his brief glance
that it was none other than Celifacein the valley of uth Nargai, beyond
the Narian Hills, where his spirithad dwelt all the eternity of an hour
(05:49):
one summer afternoon, very long ago, when he had slipped away from his
nurse and let the warm sea breezelull him to sleep as he watched the
clouds from the cliff near the villagehe had protested. Then, when they
had found him, waked him andcarried him home, For just as he
(06:10):
was aroused, he had been aboutto sail in a golden galley for those
alluring regions where the sea meets thesky. And now he was equally resentful
of awaking, for he had foundhis fabulous city after forty weary years.
But three nights afterward, Kiranus cameagain to sell a face. As before,
(06:36):
He dreamed first of the village thatwas asleep or dead, and of
the abyss down which one must floatsilently. Then the rift appeared again,
and he beheld the glittering minarets ofthe city, and saw the graceful galleys
riding at anchor in the blue harbor, and watched the ginko trees of Mount
(06:58):
Aaron swaying in the sea breeze.But this time he was not snatched away,
and like a winged being, settledgradually over a grassy hillside, till
finally his feet rested gently on theturf. He had indeed come back to
the valley of uth Nargai and thesplendid city of Selface. Down the hill,
(07:25):
amid scented grasses and brilliant flowers,walked Karanas over the bubbling Naraxa,
on the small wooden bridge where hehad carved his name so many years ago,
and through the whispering grove to thegreat stone bridge by the city gate.
All was as of old, norwere the marble walls discolored, nor
(07:48):
the polished bronze statues upon them tarnished. And Koranas saw that he need not
tremble lest the things he knew bevanished. For even the sentries on the
ramparts were the same and still asyoung as he remembered them. When he
entered the city, passed the bronzegates and over the onyx pavements, the
(08:13):
merchants and camel drivers greeted him asif he had never been away. And
it was the same at the turquoisetemple of half Northath, where the orchid
wreathed priests told him that there isno time in uth Nargai, but only
perpetual youth. Then Choranus walked throughthe street of pillars to the seaward wall,
(08:37):
where gathered the traders and sailors andstrange men from the regions where the
sea meets the sky. There hestayed long, gazing out over the bright
harbor, where the ripples sparkled beneathan unknown sun, and where rode lightly
the galleys from far places over thewater. And he gazed all also upon
(09:00):
Mount Aaron, rising reagally from theshore, its lower slopes green with swaying
trees, and its white summit touchingthe sky more than ever. Coranus wished
to sail in a galley to thefar places of which he had heard so
many strange tales, And he soughtagain the captain who had agreed to carry
(09:24):
him so long ago. He foundthe man a Thebe, sitting on the
same chest of spice he had saton before, and the thibe seemed not
to realize that any time had passed. Then the two rode to a galley
in the harbor, and giving ordersto the oormen, commenced to sail out
(09:45):
into the billowy Cerenarian sea that leadsto the sky. For several days they
glided undulatingly over the water, tillfinally they came to the horizon where the
sea meets the sky. Here thegalley paused not at all, but floated
easily in the blue of the sky, among fleecy clouds tinted with rows,
(10:09):
and far beneath the keel, Koranuscould see strange lands and rivers and cities
of surpassing beauty, spread indolently inthe sunshine, which seemed never to lessen
or disappear. At length, atheebe told him that their journey was near
(10:30):
its end, and that they wouldsoon enter the harbor of Saranian, the
pink marble city of the Clouds,which is built on that ethereal coast where
the west wind flows into the sky. But as the highest of the city's
carvern towers came into sight, therewas a sound somewhere in space, and
(10:52):
Karanus awaked in his London garret.For many months After that, Kirana sought
the marvelous city of Sellaface and itssky bound galleys in vain, and though
his dreams carried him to many gorgeousand unheard of places, no one whom
he met could tell him how tofind uth Nargai Beyond the Tunerian hills.
(11:18):
One night he went flying over darkmountains, where there were faint lone camp
fires at great distances apart, andstrange shaggy herds with tinkling bells on the
leaders. And in the wildest partof this hilly country, so remote that
few men could ever have seen it, he found a hideously ancient wall or
(11:43):
causeway of stone, zigzagging along theridges and valleys, too gigantic ever to
have risen by human hands, andof such a length that neither end of
it could be seen. Beyond thatwall, in the gray dawn he came
to a land of quaint gardens andcherry trees, And when the sun rose,
(12:05):
he beheld such beauty of red andwhite flowers, green foliage and lawns,
white paths, diamond brooks, bluelakelets, carvern bridges, and red
roofed pagodas, that he for amoment forgot cellar face and sheer delight.
But he remembered it again when hewalked down a white path toward the red
(12:28):
roofed pagoda, and would have questionedthe people of this land about it,
had he not found that there wereno people there, but only birds and
bees and butterflies. On another night, Coranus walked up a damp stone spiral
stairway endlessly and came to a towerwindow overlooking a mighty plain and river,
(12:54):
lit by the full moon, andin the silent city that spread away from
the river bank. He thought hebeheld some feature or arrangement which he had
known before. He would have descendedand asked the way to uth Nargai had
not a fairsome Auroras sputtered up fromsome remote place beyond the horizon, showing
(13:16):
the ruin and antiquity of the city, and the stagnation of the reedy river,
and the death lying upon that landas it had lain since King Chinaratholis
came home from his conquests to findthe vengeance of the gods. So Kurana
(13:37):
sought fruitlessly for the marvelous city ofSeliface and its galleys that sailed to Saranion
in the sky. Meanwhile, seeingmany wonders and once barely escaping from the
high priest not to be described,which wears a yellow silken mask over its
face and dwells all alone in aprehistoric stone monastery in the cold desert plateau
(14:01):
of Lange. In time, hegrew so impatient of the bleak intervals of
the day that he began buying drugsin order to increase his periods of sleep.
Hashish helped a great deal and onceset him to a part of space
where form does not exist, butwhere glowing gases study the secrets of existence,
(14:26):
and the violet colored gas told himthat this part of space was outside
what he had called infinity. Thegas had not heard of planets and organisms
before, but identified Koranus merely asone from the infinity, where matter,
energy, and gravitation exist. Koranuswas now very anxious to return to minaret
(14:50):
studded celliface and increased his doses ofdrugs, but eventually he had no more
money left and could bide drugs.Then one summer day, he was turned
out of his garret and wandered aimlesslythrough the streets, drifting over a bridge
to a place where the houses grewthinner and thinner, and it was there
(15:15):
that fulfillment came, and he metthe cortege of knights come from Celliface to
bear him thither forever. Handsome knightsthey were astride roan horses and clad in
shining armor, with taverns of clothof gold curiously emblazoned. So numerous were
(15:35):
they that Koranus almost mistook them foran army, But they were sent in
his honor, since it was hewho had created uth Naragai in his dreams,
on which account he was now tobe appointed its chief god for evermore.
Then they gave Koranus a horse andplaced him at the head of the
cavalcade, and all rodes majestically throughthe downs of Surrey and onward toward the
(16:02):
region where Karanus and his ancestors wereborn. It was very strange, but
as the riders went on, theyseemed to gallop back through time. For
wherever they passed through a village inthe twilight, they saw only such houses
and villages as Chaucer or men beforehim might have seen, And sometimes they
(16:25):
saw knights on horseback with small companiesof retainers. When it grew dark,
they traveled more swiftly till soon theywere flying uncannily, as if in the
air. In this dim dawn,they came upon the village which Karanus had
seen alive in his childhood and asleepor dead in his dreams. It was
(16:48):
alive now, and early villagers curtseyedas the horsemen clattered down the street and
turned off into the lane that endsin the Abyss of dreams. Karana had
previously entered that Abyss only at night, and wondered what it would look like
by day, So he watched anxiouslyas the column approached its brink. Just
(17:11):
as they galloped up the rising groundto the precipice, a golden glare came
somewhere out of the west and hidall the landscape in effulgent draperies. The
Abyss was a seething chaos of roseateand cerulean splendor, and invisible voices sang
exultantly as the nightly entourage plunged overthe edge and floated gracefully down, past
(17:36):
glittering clouds and silvery coruscations. Endlesslydown the horsemen floated their charges, pawing
the ether as if galloping over goldensands, and then the luminous vapor spread
apart to reveal a greater brightness,the brightness of the city cellar face,
(17:57):
and the seacoast beyond, and thesnowy peak overlooking the sea, and the
gaily painted galleys that sail out ofthe harbor toward distant regions where the sea
meets the sky. And Koranus reignedthereafter overooth Dargai and all the neighboring regions
(18:18):
of Dream, and held his courtalternately in cellar face and in the cloud
fashioned Seranian. He reigns there still, and will reign happily forever. Though
below the cliffs at Innsmouth, thischannel tides played mockingly with the body of
a tramp who had stumbled through thehalf deserted village of Dawn, played mockingly
(18:45):
and cast it upon the rocks byivy covered Trevor Towers, where a notably
fat and a specially offensive millionaire brewerenjoys the purchased atmosphere of extinct nobility.
End of sell A Face
Celliface by H. P. Lovecraft. In a dream, Koranus saw the
city in the valley, and thesea coast beyond, and the snowy peak
overlooking the sea, and the gailypainted galleys that sail out of the harbor
toward distant regions where the sea meetsthe sky. In a dream, it
(00:23):
was also that he came by hisname of Koranus, for when awake,
he was called by another name.Perhaps it was natural for him to dream
a new name, for he wasthe last of his family, and alone
among the indifferent millions of London,so there were not many to speak to
him and remind him who he hadbeen. His money and lands were gone,
(00:48):
and he did not care for theways of the people about him,
but preferred to dream and write ofhis dreams. What he wrote was laughed
at by those to whom he showedit, so that after a time he
kept his writings to himself and finallyceased to write. The more he withdrew
(01:10):
from the world about him, themore wonderful became his dreams, and it
would have been quite futile to tryto describe them on paper. Koranus was
not modern and did not think likeothers who wrote, whilst they strove to
strip from life its embroidered robes ofmyth, and to show in naked ugliness
(01:33):
the foul thing that is reality.Koranus sought for beauty alone. When truth
and experience failed to reveal it,he sought it in fancy and illusion,
and found it on his very doorstep. Amid the nebulous memories of childhood tales
and dreams, there are not manypersons who know what wonders are open to
(02:00):
them in the stories and visions oftheir youth. For when as children we
listen in dream, we think buthalf formed thoughts, and when as men
we try to remember, we aredulled and rosaic with the poison of life.
But some of us awaken the nightwith strange phantasms of enchanted hills and
(02:23):
gardens, of fountains that sing inthe sun, of golden cliffs overhanging,
murmuring seas, of plains that stretcheddown to sleeping cities of bronze and stone,
and of shadowy companies, of heroesthat ride caparisoned white horses along the
(02:45):
edges of thick forests. And thenwe know that we have looked back through
the ivory gates into that world ofwonder which was ours before we were wise
and unhappy. Karanus came very suddenlyupon his old world of childhood. He
had been dreaming of the house wherehe had been born, the great stone
(03:08):
house covered with ivy, where thirteengenerations of his ancestors had lived, and
where he had hoped to die.It was moonlight, and he had stolen
out into the fragrant summer night,through the gardens, down the terraces,
passed the great oaks of the park, and along the long white road to
(03:31):
the village. The village seemed veryold, eaten away at the edge,
like the moon which had commenced towane, and Koranus wondered whether the peaked
roofs of the small houses he hadsleep or death in the streets were spears
(03:52):
of long grass, and the windowpanes on either side broken or filmily staring.
Koranus had not lingered, but hadplodded on, as though summoned towards
some goal. He dared not disobeythe summons, for fear it might prove
an illusion, like the urges andaspirations of waking life, which do not
(04:14):
lead to any goal. Then hehad been drawn down the lane that led
off from the village street towards thechannel cliffs, and had come to the
end of things, to the precipiceand the abyss, where all the village
and all the world fell abruptly intothe unechoing emptiness of infinity, and where
(04:36):
even the sky ahead was empty andunlit by the crumbling moon and the peering
stars. Faith had urged him onover the precipice and into the gulf.
Faith had urged him on over theprecipice and into the gulf, where he
had floated down, down, down, past dark, shapeless, undreamed dreams,
(05:02):
faintly glowing spheres that may have beenpartly dreamed dreams, and laughing winged
things that seemed to mock the dreamersof all the worlds. Then a rift
seemed to open in the darkness beforehim, and he saw the city of
the valley glisteningly, radiantly, farfar below, with the background of sea
(05:26):
and sky, and a snow cappedmountain near the shore. Coranus had awakened
the very moment he beheld the city, Yet he knew from his brief glance
that it was none other than Celifacein the valley of uth Nargai, beyond
the Narian Hills, where his spirithad dwelt all the eternity of an hour
(05:49):
one summer afternoon, very long ago, when he had slipped away from his
nurse and let the warm sea breezelull him to sleep as he watched the
clouds from the cliff near the villagehe had protested. Then, when they
had found him, waked him andcarried him home, For just as he
(06:10):
was aroused, he had been aboutto sail in a golden galley for those
alluring regions where the sea meets thesky. And now he was equally resentful
of awaking, for he had foundhis fabulous city after forty weary years.
But three nights afterward, Kiranus cameagain to sell a face. As before,
(06:36):
He dreamed first of the village thatwas asleep or dead, and of
the abyss down which one must floatsilently. Then the rift appeared again,
and he beheld the glittering minarets ofthe city, and saw the graceful galleys
riding at anchor in the blue harbor, and watched the ginko trees of Mount
(06:58):
Aaron swaying in the sea breeze.But this time he was not snatched away,
and like a winged being, settledgradually over a grassy hillside, till
finally his feet rested gently on theturf. He had indeed come back to
the valley of uth Nargai and thesplendid city of Selface. Down the hill,
(07:25):
amid scented grasses and brilliant flowers,walked Karanas over the bubbling Naraxa,
on the small wooden bridge where hehad carved his name so many years ago,
and through the whispering grove to thegreat stone bridge by the city gate.
All was as of old, norwere the marble walls discolored, nor
(07:48):
the polished bronze statues upon them tarnished. And Koranas saw that he need not
tremble lest the things he knew bevanished. For even the sentries on the
ramparts were the same and still asyoung as he remembered them. When he
entered the city, passed the bronzegates and over the onyx pavements, the
(08:13):
merchants and camel drivers greeted him asif he had never been away. And
it was the same at the turquoisetemple of half Northath, where the orchid
wreathed priests told him that there isno time in uth Nargai, but only
perpetual youth. Then Choranus walked throughthe street of pillars to the seaward wall,
(08:37):
where gathered the traders and sailors andstrange men from the regions where the
sea meets the sky. There hestayed long, gazing out over the bright
harbor, where the ripples sparkled beneathan unknown sun, and where rode lightly
the galleys from far places over thewater. And he gazed all also upon
(09:00):
Mount Aaron, rising reagally from theshore, its lower slopes green with swaying
trees, and its white summit touchingthe sky more than ever. Coranus wished
to sail in a galley to thefar places of which he had heard so
many strange tales, And he soughtagain the captain who had agreed to carry
(09:24):
him so long ago. He foundthe man a Thebe, sitting on the
same chest of spice he had saton before, and the thibe seemed not
to realize that any time had passed. Then the two rode to a galley
in the harbor, and giving ordersto the oormen, commenced to sail out
(09:45):
into the billowy Cerenarian sea that leadsto the sky. For several days they
glided undulatingly over the water, tillfinally they came to the horizon where the
sea meets the sky. Here thegalley paused not at all, but floated
easily in the blue of the sky, among fleecy clouds tinted with rows,
(10:09):
and far beneath the keel, Koranuscould see strange lands and rivers and cities
of surpassing beauty, spread indolently inthe sunshine, which seemed never to lessen
or disappear. At length, atheebe told him that their journey was near
(10:30):
its end, and that they wouldsoon enter the harbor of Saranian, the
pink marble city of the Clouds,which is built on that ethereal coast where
the west wind flows into the sky. But as the highest of the city's
carvern towers came into sight, therewas a sound somewhere in space, and
(10:52):
Karanus awaked in his London garret.For many months After that, Kirana sought
the marvelous city of Sellaface and itssky bound galleys in vain, and though
his dreams carried him to many gorgeousand unheard of places, no one whom
he met could tell him how tofind uth Nargai Beyond the Tunerian hills.
(11:18):
One night he went flying over darkmountains, where there were faint lone camp
fires at great distances apart, andstrange shaggy herds with tinkling bells on the
leaders. And in the wildest partof this hilly country, so remote that
few men could ever have seen it, he found a hideously ancient wall or
(11:43):
causeway of stone, zigzagging along theridges and valleys, too gigantic ever to
have risen by human hands, andof such a length that neither end of
it could be seen. Beyond thatwall, in the gray dawn he came
to a land of quaint gardens andcherry trees, And when the sun rose,
(12:05):
he beheld such beauty of red andwhite flowers, green foliage and lawns,
white paths, diamond brooks, bluelakelets, carvern bridges, and red
roofed pagodas, that he for amoment forgot cellar face and sheer delight.
But he remembered it again when hewalked down a white path toward the red
(12:28):
roofed pagoda, and would have questionedthe people of this land about it,
had he not found that there wereno people there, but only birds and
bees and butterflies. On another night, Coranus walked up a damp stone spiral
stairway endlessly and came to a towerwindow overlooking a mighty plain and river,
(12:54):
lit by the full moon, andin the silent city that spread away from
the river bank. He thought hebeheld some feature or arrangement which he had
known before. He would have descendedand asked the way to uth Nargai had
not a fairsome Auroras sputtered up fromsome remote place beyond the horizon, showing
(13:16):
the ruin and antiquity of the city, and the stagnation of the reedy river,
and the death lying upon that landas it had lain since King Chinaratholis
came home from his conquests to findthe vengeance of the gods. So Kurana
(13:37):
sought fruitlessly for the marvelous city ofSeliface and its galleys that sailed to Saranion
in the sky. Meanwhile, seeingmany wonders and once barely escaping from the
high priest not to be described,which wears a yellow silken mask over its
face and dwells all alone in aprehistoric stone monastery in the cold desert plateau
(14:01):
of Lange. In time, hegrew so impatient of the bleak intervals of
the day that he began buying drugsin order to increase his periods of sleep.
Hashish helped a great deal and onceset him to a part of space
where form does not exist, butwhere glowing gases study the secrets of existence,
(14:26):
and the violet colored gas told himthat this part of space was outside
what he had called infinity. Thegas had not heard of planets and organisms
before, but identified Koranus merely asone from the infinity, where matter,
energy, and gravitation exist. Koranuswas now very anxious to return to minaret
(14:50):
studded celliface and increased his doses ofdrugs, but eventually he had no more
money left and could bide drugs.Then one summer day, he was turned
out of his garret and wandered aimlesslythrough the streets, drifting over a bridge
to a place where the houses grewthinner and thinner, and it was there
(15:15):
that fulfillment came, and he metthe cortege of knights come from Celliface to
bear him thither forever. Handsome knightsthey were astride roan horses and clad in
shining armor, with taverns of clothof gold curiously emblazoned. So numerous were
(15:35):
they that Koranus almost mistook them foran army, But they were sent in
his honor, since it was hewho had created uth Naragai in his dreams,
on which account he was now tobe appointed its chief god for evermore.
Then they gave Koranus a horse andplaced him at the head of the
cavalcade, and all rodes majestically throughthe downs of Surrey and onward toward the
(16:02):
region where Karanus and his ancestors wereborn. It was very strange, but
as the riders went on, theyseemed to gallop back through time. For
wherever they passed through a village inthe twilight, they saw only such houses
and villages as Chaucer or men beforehim might have seen, And sometimes they
(16:25):
saw knights on horseback with small companiesof retainers. When it grew dark,
they traveled more swiftly till soon theywere flying uncannily, as if in the
air. In this dim dawn,they came upon the village which Karanus had
seen alive in his childhood and asleepor dead in his dreams. It was
(16:48):
alive now, and early villagers curtseyedas the horsemen clattered down the street and
turned off into the lane that endsin the Abyss of dreams. Karana had
previously entered that Abyss only at night, and wondered what it would look like
by day, So he watched anxiouslyas the column approached its brink. Just
(17:11):
as they galloped up the rising groundto the precipice, a golden glare came
somewhere out of the west and hidall the landscape in effulgent draperies. The
Abyss was a seething chaos of roseateand cerulean splendor, and invisible voices sang
exultantly as the nightly entourage plunged overthe edge and floated gracefully down, past
(17:36):
glittering clouds and silvery coruscations. Endlesslydown the horsemen floated their charges, pawing
the ether as if galloping over goldensands, and then the luminous vapor spread
apart to reveal a greater brightness,the brightness of the city cellar face,
(17:57):
and the seacoast beyond, and thesnowy peak overlooking the sea, and the
gaily painted galleys that sail out ofthe harbor toward distant regions where the sea
meets the sky. And Koranus reignedthereafter overooth Dargai and all the neighboring regions
(18:18):
of Dream, and held his courtalternately in cellar face and in the cloud
fashioned Seranian. He reigns there still, and will reign happily forever. Though
below the cliffs at Innsmouth, thischannel tides played mockingly with the body of
a tramp who had stumbled through thehalf deserted village of Dawn, played mockingly
(18:45):
and cast it upon the rocks byivy covered Trevor Towers, where a notably
fat and a specially offensive millionaire brewerenjoys the purchased atmosphere of extinct nobility.
End of sell A Face
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On Purpose with Jay Shetty
I’m Jay Shetty host of On Purpose the worlds #1 Mental Health podcast and I’m so grateful you found us. I started this podcast 5 years ago to invite you into conversations and workshops that are designed to help make you happier, healthier and more healed. I believe that when you (yes you) feel seen, heard and understood you’re able to deal with relationship struggles, work challenges and life’s ups and downs with more ease and grace. I interview experts, celebrities, thought leaders and athletes so that we can grow our mindset, build better habits and uncover a side of them we’ve never seen before. New episodes every Monday and Friday. Your support means the world to me and I don’t take it for granted — click the follow button and leave a review to help us spread the love with On Purpose. I can’t wait for you to listen to your first or 500th episode!