Le Mystère de la Chambre Jaune

Le presbytère n'a rien perdu de son charme, ni le jardin de son éclat

Pulitzer Prize

Moon

So I asked her alright
would she remain in sight
until I could capture her light.

                            
                               Rune Bæverrud, 2006

Call to Action

Knowledge is free. We are Anonymous. We are Legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us!                                                 Anonymous

 

 

THE CANTERVILLE GHOST

The air was strangely still. Five o six big black birds flew over the house as the first heavy drops of rain began to fall. [...] In front of him in the moonlight he saw an old man. His eyes were red like fire. His long grey hair fell down his back and it did not seem very clean. His clothes were old and full of holes. There were long chains on his hands and feet. "My dear sir", said Mr Otis. "You must put some oil on those chains. I´ve brought you a bottle of Tammany Sunshine Oil [...] ".



                                                                                                          OSCAR WILDE
                                                                                                      The Canterville Ghost