The Fall of the House of Usher Comic StripProject by Lyndsey Flores
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It's proprietor, Roderick Usher, had been one of my companions in boyhood; but many years had elapsed since our last meetin
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One evening, having informed me abruptly that the lady Madeline was no more, he stated his of preserving her corpse for a fortnightone of the numerous vaults within the main walls of the building.
My beloved sister Madeline is gone. She is no more!
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At the termination of the sentence I started, and for a moment, paused; for it appeared to me from some very remote portion of the mansion, there came to my ears, what might have been the echo of the very cracking and ripping sound which Sir Lancelot had so particularlydescribed.
CRACK!
RIP!
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While he spoke, the lady Madeline (for so she was called) passed slowly thorough a remote portion of the apartment, and, without having noticed my presence, disappeared.
The huge pannelsto which the speaker pointed, threw slowly back. There did stand the enshrouded figure of Madeline.