Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully — Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
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Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully that I believed it to be real, but now was gone, and faded into the past like a memory forgotten, or a shadow into the dusk.

— Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
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