Wednesday, October 31, 2012


     The Tower of Flints...patched unevenly with black ivy, arose like a mutilated finger from among the fists of knuckled masonry and pointed blasphemously at heaven. At night the owls made of it an echoing throat; by day it stood voiceless and cast its long shadows.

                                                      ~ Titus Groan by Mervyn Peak ~ 


  1. You're right, scary ! I don't think I'd visit this place on a dreary or bright day.Regarding the line about owls, I can almost hear the noise from the description.