Status Updates From Insomnia

[Try to think of life as a kind of building,Ralph-what you would call a skyscraper.]Except that wasn't quite what Clotho was thinking of,Ralph discovered.For one flickering moment he seemed to catch an image from the mind of the other, one he found both exciting and disturbing:an enormous tower constructed of dark and sooty stone,standing in a field of red roses.Slit windows twisted up its sides in a brooding spiral.