In Egypt four thousand years ago, on the anniversary of the big death of the sun? Or a million years before that, by the night fires of the cavemen? Or in Druid Britain at the Sssssswooommmm of Samhain’s scythe? Or among the witches, all across Europe—multitudes of hags, crones, magicians, demons, devils? Or high above Paris, where strange creatures froze to stone and lit the gargoyles of Notre-Dame? Or in Mexico, in cemeteries full of candlelight and tiny candy people on el Día de los Muertos—the Day of the Dead? Or where?
