![]() ![]() ![]() What then was this strange, unnatural light that seemed to be circling about the old mansion? Yet no moon shone no stars twinkled no lightning flashed. The lowest surfaces of the moving clouds and the tree trunks all about the house were bathed in an eerie glow. The clouds were tossed about, coming together and then being blown apart before our eyes. ![]() The wind blew in violent gusts, pausing now and again. Clouds hung thickly about the turreted roof of the house. It was a tempestuous yet strangely beautiful night. A mystic fog seemed to rise from the decaying trees and nearby swamp until it covered the gray stone walls.Ī furious gust of wind entered and nearly lifted us from our feet. In The Fall of the House of Usher, Edgar Allen Poe has several spots where he talks about the gloomy, cloudy, atmosphere:Īs I looked at the house, it seemed to me that it was being wrapped in a strange vaporous cloud. ![]()
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