fire-circles

Updated: May 11, 2025

I have heard it aforetime, when skin-clad men sang in fire-circles that pressed back the frost and night." "And the books?" she queried maliciously, as we prepared to descend. "They can go hang, along with all the brain-sick, world-sick fools that wrote them," I replied.

Jack London - The Mutiny of the Elsinore