But on every hand I was disappointed; since all that I found were vast shelves of marble, bearing odious oblong boxes of disturbing size.
Solid ground, decked and diversified by marble slabs and columns, and overshadowed by an ancient stone church, whose ruined spire gleamed spectrally in the moonlight.
Wandered through the open country; sometimes following the visible road, but sometimes leaving it curiously to tread across meadows
I reached what seemed to be my goal, a venerable ivied castle in a thickly wooded park; maddeningly familiar, yet full of perplexing strangeness to me. I saw that the moat was filled in, and that some of the well-known towers were demolished; whilst new wings existed to confuse the beholder.
Flight was universal, and in the clamour and panic several fell in a swoon and were dragged away by their madly fleeing companions.
It was the ghoulish shade of decay, antiquity, and desolation; the putrid, dripping eidolon of unwholesome revelation; the awful baring of that which the merciful earth should always hide.