Silence of the Ancients

I’d found a Narnian door for adults... It led from a ordered, public gallery in the British Museum to a sprawling and private unseen back-world of crates, dust and straw. Here, history peeped out one corner at a time and raging mummies rampaged freely. Well, maybe not the mummies. As I crossed the threshold, I felt … Continue reading Silence of the Ancients

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