Crumbling stone staircases that lead nowhere.
Anger, lechery, cunning and the angel of grievous death.
Gloomy statues looming over the hospital hedges.
Desire, despair, defamation, deformed statues of a headless holy family and hermits collecting skulls for their caves.
Sounds spooky, doesn’t it?
Sunday, 10 August 2008
Kuks
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