Excerpt from Voices in the Night: A Chromatic Fantasia The new year was already some hours old, but the world to which it had come was still dark. Dark with a curious obscurity that was absolutely opaque yet faintly luminous because of the white fog which lay on all things and hid them from the stars; for the sky above was clear, cold, almost frosty. That was why the fog, born, not of cool vapour seek ing for cloud life among the winds of heaven, but of hot smoke loving the warmth of dust and ashes, clung so closely to the earth - to its birthplace. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.