The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories 30 – Wells · Verses Across
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The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories 30Part 3 · Chapter 2
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Literature · Science Fiction
The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories 30
Part 3 · Chapter 2
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The last note jerked me out of my grave like a hooked minnow.
I saw my monument (rather a mean little affair, and I wished I knew who'd done it), and the old elm tree and the sea view vanished like a puff of steam, and then all about me--a multitude no man could number, nations, tongues, kingdoms, peoples--children of all the ages, in an amphitheatral space as vast as the sky. And over against us, seated on a throne of dazzling white cloud, the Lord God and all the host of his angels. I recognised Azrael by his darkness and Michael by his sword, and the great angel who had blown the trumpet stood with the trumpet still half raised.
