07-May-2008, 06:40 PM
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Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Finger Lakes Region, NY
Posts: 111
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Bump. Maybe - a bump in the night?
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People always try to explain.
Face a man, or a woman, with something he doesn't understand, and he'll be miserable until he classifies it. Lights in the sky. And a scientist tells him it's the aurora borealis - or the aurora australis - and he can accept the lights, and forget them.
Something knocks pictures off a wall in an empty room, and throws a chair downstairs. Consternation, until its's named. Then it's only a poltergeist.
Name it, and forget it. Anything with a name can be assimilated.
Without one, it's - well unthinkable. Take away the name of anything and you've got blank horror.
Even something as familiar as a commonplace ghoul. Graves in a cemetary dug up, corpses eaten. Horrible thing, it may be; but it's merely a ghoul; as long as it's named - But suppose, if you can stand it, there was no such word as ghoul and no concept of one. Then dug-up half-eaten corpses are found.
Nameless horror
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And from the first hint - it's the short story author - although this story is about 55 pages in hardback ...
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