The House Of Souls (short Story Index Reprint Series)

EDWARD DARNELL awoke from a dream of an ancient wood, and of a clear well rising into grey film and vapour beneath a misty, glimmering heat; and as his eyes opened he saw the sunlight bright in the room, sparkling on the varnish of the new furniture. A fragment of life. The white people. The great god Pan. The inmost light.