We each have our little triggers...things that wait for us in the dark corridors of our lives. This is a remarkable compendium of 24 stories and poems that explore the transformative power of imagination.
Gaiman transports us deep into an undiscovered country where the fantastical becomes real and the everyday is incandescent. Replete with wonder and terror, surprises and amusements this is a treasury of literary delights that engage the mind, stir the heart and shake the soul.

sid. 135 The Man who forgot Ray Bradbury
"I am forgetting things, which scares me. I am losing words, although I am not losing concepts. I hope that I am not losing concepts, how would I know? Which is funny, because my memory was always so good. Everything was in there. Sometimes my memory was so good that I even thought that I could remember things I didn`t know yet. Remembering forward...

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The Truth Is a Cave in the Black Mountains..
"You ask me if I can forgive myself? I can forgive myself for many things. For where I left him. For what I did. But I will not forgive myself for the year that I hated my daughter, when I believed her to have run away, perhaps to the city. During that year I forbade her name to be mentioned, and if her name entered my prayers when I prayed, it was to ask that she would one day learn the meaning of what she had done, of the dishonor that se had brought to our family, of the red that ringed her mother´s eyes."

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