As she stumbled forward she cried out in her mind, which was as dark, as shaken as the subterranean vault, “Forgive me. O my Masters, O unnamed ones, most ancient ones, forgive me, forgive me!” There was no answer. There had never been an answer.
I shall grasp the soul 's skirt with my hand and stamp on the world 's head with my foot. I shall trample Matter and Space with my horse , beyond all Being I shall utter a great shout, and in that moment when I shall be alone with Him, I shall whisper secrets to all mankind . Since I have neither sign nor name I shall speak only of things unnamed and without sign.
[on an unnamed book] This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.
Do you hear something? Who: unnamed Blue soldier