As we gaze into the darkness, we may catch a glimpse of Claire Tenebrarum, watching us from the shadows, her eyes piercing the veil of reality. And in that moment, we may realize that the line between light and darkness is not always clear-cut, and that the allure of the unknown can be both captivating and terrifying.
And then the real work begins.
If you ever find her door — unmarked, between a condemned bookstore and a locksmith that closed in 1987 — and if you are brave enough to knock, she will ask you only one question: “What have you been pretending not to see?” claire tenebrarum