Opening the Door — Love & Saucers

We start in the depths of time and soul, in the collective archetypal lands of equally bright light and darkness, the depository of humanity’s psychic inheritance.

A large, pale moth fluted around the room and alighted on the rim of the lampshade, imprinting its shadow on the wall. I reached over to flick it away, but my hand was stayed by a voice in my head. The souls of the people we once loved, come to watch over us.

The House Of Doors, Tan Twan Eng