He was afraid one way or another of the voice that beats in your lungs. Your hurricane scream. You frightened him, how men fear things that can’t be quieted. I’m sorry this was just a novella, because I want more; this book was written like it’s just waiting for a Guillermo del Toro adaptation. (I will admit this opinion was heavily influenced by my having watched del Toro’s Frankenstein immediately after; still stand by it though.) The story is told in a lovely melange of […]
“For the falling star and the rising ape to meet, the former must first be debased. No myth can remain terrifying when you’ve seen it broken and beaten, rendered as toothless as an old crone.”
The Salt Grows Heavy by Cassandra Khaw