![]() Reading his stories awakens not the truth of this mad world, but shapes our psyches toward the malformed madness that surrounds us always. Each of his stories is neither a window onto that realm, nor a mirror of its dark recesses but rather a promise of nightmares that travel among us like revenants seeking a habitation. Rather he envisions another, separate realm of description, a realm that sits somewhere between the interstices of the visible and invisible, a twilight zone of shifting semblances, echoes of our world. Thomas Ligotti does not see the world as you and I. ![]() I myself have never seen the Red Tower-no one ever has, and possibly no one ever will. ![]() But as I have noted throughout this document, I am only repeating what I have heard. Do not think that I am unaware of such things. Perhaps it seems that I have said too much about the Red Tower, and perhaps it has sounded far too strange.
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