Tales of Space and Time


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produced a definite impression of reality, and the better the light the  
more real and solid it seemed. It was a moving picture: that is to say,  
certain objects moved in it, but slowly in an orderly manner like real  
things, and, according as the direction of the lighting and vision  
changed, the picture changed also. It must, indeed, have been like  
looking through an oval glass at a view, and turning the glass about to  
get at different aspects.  
Mr. Cave's statements, Mr. Wace assures me, were extremely  
circumstantial, and entirely free from any of that emotional quality  
that taints hallucinatory impressions. But it must be remembered that  
all the efforts of Mr. Wace to see any similar clarity in the faint  
opalescence of the crystal were wholly unsuccessful, try as he would.  
The difference in intensity of the impressions received by the two men  
was very great, and it is quite conceivable that what was a view to Mr.  
Cave was a mere blurred nebulosity to Mr. Wace.  
The view, as Mr. Cave described it, was invariably of an extensive  
plain, and he seemed always to be looking at it from a considerable  
height, as if from a tower or a mast. To the east and to the west the  
plain was bounded at a remote distance by vast reddish cliffs, which  
reminded him of those he had seen in some picture; but what the picture  
was Mr. Wace was unable to ascertain. These cliffs passed north and  
south--he could tell the points of the compass by the stars that were  
visible of a night--receding in an almost illimitable perspective and  
fading into the mists of the distance before they met. He was nearer the  
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