The time has been my senses would have cooled to hear a night-shriek and my fell of hair would, at a dismal treatise, rouse and stir as life were in't.
Garai batean gaueko oihu batek... zentzumenak izozten zizkidan... eta ilea... laztu egiten zitzaidan ipuin beldurgarri baten aurrean... bizitza balu bezala.