“I stood in this unsheltered place, 'til I could see the face behind the face. All that had gone before had left no trace...”
“Sometimes, when you look around,
everything seems still and calm on the surface,
and then you detect a little disturbance,
and you know for sure, that underneath the surface,
lies some other.....secret world....”Peter Gabriel, Modena, Italy, 1993
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Also available, the Dreaming on the Spires of Immortality eBook (ePub)