Chapter 14 Marcellus Ball.
The old man lingered in the liminal place that presaged sleep, that space where reality had variable density and fluctuating tactile strength. Moments of...
The lights flickered on and off suddenly as if there were a power surge, and in the pulses of light, her dogs weren’t dogs....
Just ahead in the wide lawn between the tree line and the Old Dame was the Framing Chamber. Its pure white walls were seamless,...
