Status Updates From Lilith

„What a hell of horror, I thought, to wander alone, a bare existence never going out of itself, never widening its life in another life, but, bound with the cords of its poor peculiarities, lying an eternal prisoner in the dungeon of its own being! I began to learn that it was impossible to live for oneself even, save in the presence of others-then, alas, fearfully possible!”

They arrive at his wife's house, but she does not mind it being called the sexton's cottage. Time works differently because seasons can pass in a day. Even the man sees images of death. The sun sets, and he feels the icy grip of death as they reach the door (The Last Battle). He sees a candle set on a deal table, which is a cheap table made of pine or fir. Could Mr. Raven be the black stage?