atreus-threshold

Updated: August 13, 2026

... She woke often in terror, pursued by sheets of flame, or falling through unfathomed space; haunted all through by a sense of doom, an awful expectancy like one approaching some grisly Atreus-threshold and conscious of the death behind it. But sleep seized her again, a cold tormented sleep, and the hours passed. Meanwhile the light that had hardly gone came welling gently back.

Mrs. Humphry Ward - Helbeck of Bannisdale — Volume II