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When he was dead I raised myself to my feet and I looked about me. Everything was still. A loneliness had come upon my soul. There was darkness every… - Michael Moorcock
" "When he was dead I raised myself to my feet and I looked about me. Everything was still. A loneliness had come upon my soul.
There was darkness everywhere now but in the forest. And even here there were wisps of grey, as if evil crept in.
I lifted my head to the sky and I shook my fist. “Oh, I reject you. I reject your Heaven and I reject your Hell. Do as you wish with me, but know that your desires are petty and your ambitions have no meaning!”
I addressed no one. I addressed the universe. I addressed a void.
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About Michael Moorcock
Michael Moorcock (born 18 December 1939) is a prolific British writer and editor, long known for his SF and fantasy works and now also for literary novels.
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Michael John Moorcock
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Bill Barclay
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William Ewert Barclay
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Edward P. Bradbury
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James Colvin
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Warwick Colvin, Jr.
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Philip James
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Hank Janson
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Desmond Reid
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Michael Barrington
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