Thursday, February 12, 2009

Winslow Homer The Herring Net

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them unseeing.
But not unseen. The farther they drifted over the city, the more Lee could observe the behavior of these forms. And it was clear that some of the children were of interest to them, and that they followed certain children around: the older children, those who (as far as Lee could see through his telescope) were on the verge of feast on blood, but the Specters' food is attention. A conscious and informed interest in the world. The immaturity of children is less attractive to them."
"They're the opposite of those devils at Bolvangar, then."
"On the contrary. Both the Oblation Board and the Specters of Indifference adolescence. There was one boy, a tall thin youth with a shock of black hair, who was so thickly surrounded by the transparent beings that his very outline seemed to shimmer in the air. They were like flies around meat. And the boy had no idea of it, though from time to time he would brush his eyes, or shake his head as if to clear his vision."What the hell are those things?" said Lee."The people call them Specters.""What do they do, exactly?""You've heard of vampires?""Oh, in tales.""The Specters feast as vampires

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