Gormenghast.
Withdrawn and ruinous it broods in umbra: the immemorial masonry: the towers, the tracts. Is all corroding? No. Through an avenue of spires a zephyr floats; a bird whistles; a freshet beats away from a choked river. Deep in a fist of stone a doll's hand wriggles, warm rebellious on the frozen palm. A shadow shifts its length. A spider stirs...
And darkness winds between the characters.
- Gormenghast
Tag: art classic literature gormenghast gothic
If I were dead, I wouldn't be sad, and I wouldn't be glad, because I wouldn't be.
Marcus SedgwickSome ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there.
Bernie McgillTag: passion historical-fiction secret irish ireland mother gothic victorian literary-fiction
Ellie, would you frolic in the land of forever with me?
Rae HachtonTag: immortality gothic forever die-for-me marriage-by-death
Walk with this tomorrow night. If nothing happens, then
don’t come back. Forget about us, this place, but if you feel the
Nightwalker in you awaken, then return to where you belong.
Return to me, and the streets will run red with blood.
Tag: night horror gothic urban-fantasy nightwalkers dark-fantasy chloe-of-the-night
My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause to enjoy my suffering, prolonging my ignorance. “Viktor, what?
Gwenn WrightTag: romance dark secrets mystery gothic thriller viktor family-saga von-strassenberg bluestocking-girl gwenn-wright
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He speaks in that strange sports talk, telling me about the start of the new season and asks if I follow baseball.
No. I really don’t.
He assures me if I stay in town long enough I will become a baseball fan. It’s a requirement of living in St. Louis. Everyone is a Cardinal’s fan.
“Loyal,” he tells me. St. Louis is a loyal town.
Tag: historical-fiction baseball sports gothic contemporary ya young-adult-literature cardinals missouri st-louis world-series
I am not a fool. This is why Olga was so distraught - because I teetered the line, and most times my left foot was a paperweight clinging to hell.
Rebekah ArmusikTag: gothic memoirs armusik mariposa rebekah vampire-series
Tu te plais à me voir, sombre et désespéré, / Errer dans mon amour comme en un cimetière!
Émile NelliganBut, Mrs Van Hoosier, if I may make so bold-'
'You may not,' She inserted another cake into her mouth and chewed it so angrily I all but felt sorry for it. When it was finally dead she turned and fixed me a look, as though she were a scientist and I some kind of bug she was microscoping.
Tag: gothic mysterious
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