'"I had run to the end of my Time... my Shaddowe stretched over the World.": Making time for Gothic space.'
Taken from the quote:
"I had run to the end of my Time and I was at Peace. I knelt down in front of the Light, and my Shaddowe stretched over the World."
This is in turn taken from the book Hawksmoor, by Peter Ackroyd - whom attributes the premise to Iain Sinclair's masterpiece Lud Heat. I strongly recommend you read both, and acknowledge the hilarity of my dissertation-title-pun.
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