half-ferine

Updated: May 3, 2025

And here, till the pressing want of food drove me back, I remained: for more and more the earth over-grows me, wooes me, assimilates me; so that I ask myself this question: 'Must I not, in time, cease to be a man, and become a small earth, precisely her copy, extravagantly weird and fierce, half-demoniac, half-ferine, wholly mystic morose and turbulent fitful, and deranged, and sad like her?

M. P. (Matthew Phipps) Shiel - The Purple Cloud