She had always lived her best life in dreams. She knew no greater pleasure than that moment of passage into the other place, when her limbs grew warm and heavy and the sparkling darkness behind her lids became ordered and doors opened; when conscious thought grew owl's wings and talons and became other than conscious.

John Crowley

Mots clés consciousness sleep doors falling-asleep sophie-dale-drinkwater sparkling-darkness

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