This man, this being, bore only a vague resemblance to the man in my dreams and his portraits. He was alien. Inhuman. Un-fae. Pale with a hairless head, his skin stretched taut over a rigid and angular face. Like the maidservant, his limbs were unnaturally elongated and his fingers long and sinewy with muscle, like the hands one might imagine in a nightmare clambering out of a grave.
Well… that was unexpected…
