Friday, September 16, 2011

keziah mason



''in the changeless, legend haunted city of arkham, with its clustering gambrel roofs that sway and sag over attics where witches hid from the kings men in the dark ... which had likewise harbored old keziah mason, whose flight from salem gaol at the last no one was ever able to explain. ... there was much in the essex county records about keziah mason's trial, and what she had admitted under pressure to the court of oyer and terminer ... she had told judge hathorne of lines and curves that could be made to point out directions leading through the walls of space to other spaces beyond, ... then she had drawn those devices on the walls of her cell and vanished.''

h.p.lovecraft, the dreams in the witch house.