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Oh God, I wish I were going to be in Greece with you, lucky lucky Leonard [Woolf]. Please wish that I might be there. Please miss me. You say you do. It makes me infinitely happy to think that you should, though I can’t think why you should, with the exciting life that you have, - Clive [Bell’s] rooms, and talk about books and love, and then the press, and the book-shop, and wild-eyed poets rushing in with manuscript, and all the rest of it. But I am going to Shiraz, it’s true. This would be heaven if I didn’t so much want Virginia. However, next time I go abroad it will, it shall, it must, be with you. — Vita Sackville-West, in a letter to Virginia Woolf, dated 11 March 1927. (via sangfroidwoolf)
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Often described as deer-like or bearing the head of a stag, the wendigo (also known as windigo, weendigo, windago, waindigo, windiga, witiko, wihtikow, and numerous other variants)[1] is a creature appearing in the legends of theAlgonquian peoples.
It is thought of variously as a malevolent cannibalistic spirit that could possess humans or a monster that humans could physically transform into. Those who indulged in cannibalism were at particular risk,[2] and the legend appears to have reinforced this practice as a taboo.
Wendigo psychosis is the name conventionally given to a disputed culture-bound disorder featuring an intense craving for human flesh and the fear that the sufferer would turn into a cannibal. This was alleged to have occurred among Algonquian native cultures.[3]
Recently the wendigo has also featured in modern horror fiction. There are also many camp stories about the Wendigo.
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