Day Seven: My ears are ringing. When there aren’t any macabre serenades or otherworldly screams the whole castle can descend into an eerie silence that folds itself around the building in a whole separate dimension from the land of the living. In New York I don’t think I’d heard complete silence in a decade. Even… Read more

Day Five: Today I went into town. And that girl who was being burned at the stake, the one that has been etched into the back of my vision since I encountered Figure, well I think I might have an idea what she felt like. I drove my car, and perhaps I should have chosen… Read more