Dwellings

March 17th of the Year of our Lord 1851

Dear Queasy,

During one of my pilgrimages in the thick of the Enchanted Forest, one night I came across strange constructions covered with creepers. (I'll attach to this letter a sketch I made in haste the day after).

Only when I got close to them did I realize that the forest animals were silent there: no rustling, calling, moaning or howling.

Just silence.

And suddenly, those yellowish lights gave me such a sense of anguish that I left -- and never returned.

Never again.

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