Halloween Bingo 2018 - Creepy Carnivals

Nights At The Circus - Angela Carter

“The luxury of the place had been nothing but illusion, created by the candles of midnight and in the dawn, all was sere, worn-out decay. We saw the stains of damp and mould on ceilings and the damask walls; the gilding on the mirrors was all tarnished and a bloom of dust obscured the glass so that, when we looked within them, there we saw, not the fresh young women that we were, but the hags we would become, and knew that, we too, like pleasures, were mortal.”

 

After all the rage I've been feeling this week over what's been going on in the news, this book was the perfect antidote.