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A damp gloomy evening in April it was.

Just after the close of the Great War when Marsha found herself alone with strange

thoughts and wishes. Unheard of yearnings which floated out of the spacious 20th century

drawing room up the misty deeps of the air and eastward to far olive groves in

arkety which he had only seen in her dreams.

In her dreams. Oh yeah. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to your dream. I'm Chad

Fyfer and I'm Chris Lac even this is the HP LovecraftP. Lovecraft.

That was our awesome reader this week, Mr. Billy Flynn, who is one of the hosts, my opinion the host of GeekRadio daily.com which is an awesome

podcast I listen to it daily.

Billy was reading from Poetry and the Gods which we are covering today as well as another story

the pronunciation of which everybody's up in the air about yeah Salafaeus

Salafis Billy actually says Salafaeus, Salafis? Uh, Billy actually says Salafius.

Salafius, which might actually be correct.

It might be, actually, you know, I don't know if any pronunciation is correct, because it's a dream city.

It is a dream city.

And as we all know, today we're talking about a dream city and as we all know today we're talking about

dreams mmm you know that first paragraph that the Billy read actually is kind of a

tip-off right away though that poetry and the gods which is the first story recovering is a collaboration.

I think it's that the main characters named Marsha. Well she's a woman. Yes. Yes, that's that's kind of a big

It's kind of a tip off and even the way that it's sort of written kind of makes me believe that the collaborator Anna Helen Crofts was the one who perhaps wrote this passage.

You know little is known about her. She's only written a few stories and nobody really knows anything about her.

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