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Ghosts are real. That much I know. They fade away, along with the past, like mist in the daylight. Leaving only small lessons behind. There are things that tie ghosts to a place, very much like they do to us. Some remain tethered to a patch of land or a time and date. But there are others that hold on to an emotion, a drive: loss, revenge, or love ... a terrible crime ... Those, they never leave.

Need had driven him info the darkness, but love had brought him into the light. She opened her arms to embrace him one last time, but the diaphanous figure dissolved away into the mist ... into white light.

Once upon a time, there were: Love. Death. And ghosts. And a world drenched in blood.

We can't live in the mountains, we can't live out at sea. Where oh, where oh, my lover, shall I come to thee?

"The marriages were for money, of course. But the horror? The horror was for love. The things we do for a love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all."

"He had fallen in love with her, and that love was changing him. But could he be different?"

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream" -Edgar Allan Poe

"None so deaf as those that will not hear; none so blind as those that will not see"

"Crimson Peak. That's what they call it. The ore and the red clay reach up from the ground and stain the snow. It turns bright red, so ... Crimson Peak"