Where, oh where did my Gothics go?
Saturday, April 15th, 2006Outside, the sky is a lowering grey– grey with an “e” is always witchier than gray with an “a”–while inside the lamplight throws queer shadows across the walls. Any moment now, the storm might break. Rain will spatter against the windows; tree branches will sway and moan; and somewhere a heroine will topple […]
