Sublime

way, rather

covetous

I tell myself she was a luxury, like fruit out of season, lucky to have but temporary.

regularly.

Machen once again seeks out the strange and otherworldly within our midst – a single street, event or object capable of transforming the most mundane surroundings into something strange or sinister, revealing that point of access, called the Northwest Passage

The pack had grown very peculiar indeed: an imitation of an imitation of dogs. All that had formerly been natural was now strange. All had been turned to ritual.

The line between natural (the things Majnoun couldn’t help doing) and cultural (the things he could) was neither clear nor fixed.