fragments 0013 and 0014: Edgar Allan Poe and Jean Epstein – The Fall of the House of Usher

I had so worked upon my imagination as really to believe that about the whole mansion and domain there hung an atmosphere peculiar to themselves and their immediate vicinity — an atmosphere which had no affinity with the air of heaven, but which had reeked up from the decayed trees, and the gray wall, and the silent tarn — a pestilent and mystic vapour, dull, sluggish, faintly discernible, and leaden-hued.

– The Fall of the House of Usher

Roderick, the Guest, the Servant and the Doctor takes Madeleine's coffin to the tomb

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