It was partly masochism, that murkiest of motives, which led Ludwig back to the convent where he had suffered such torment so many years before. It was curiosity as well. But it was the other turret he dreaded to contemplate - the high window where he had first seen a red-haided girl.
Weirdly unconventional. Just how I like them. Not written to the reductionist formula of the "creative writing" industry. Who needs a story arc when you can have a loop!!!