Status Updates From Slottet

Drömde om Slottet i natt, minns inte drömmen men den var märklig och även när jag ligger och tänker på boken sent om natten är det märkligt.

‘How am I to know which of you is which? The only difference between you is your names, and apart from that’—he hesitated— ‘apart from that you’re as like as two snakes.’ They smiled.

It was as if some melancholy inhabitant of the place, who should really have stayed locked up in the most remote room in the house, had broken through the roof and was standing erect to show himself to the world.