Who knows what you've spoken to the darkness in the bitter watches of the night when all your life seems to shrink. The walls of your bower closing in about you. A hutch to trammel some wild thing in.
Nork daki zer hitz egin diozun iluntasunari iratzarritako gau saminetan zure bizitza osoa galbidean dagoela ematen duenean logelako paretak zure inguruan estutzen direlarik zuloan ezkututako animalitxo baten moduan?