The tomb in the daytime, and when wreathed with fresh flowers, had looked grim and gruesome enough; but now some days afterwards, when the flowers hung lank and dead, their whites turning to rust and their greens to browns; when the spider and the beetle had resumed their accustomed dominance; when time-discoloured stone, and dust-encrusted mortar, and rusty, dank iron, and tarnished brass and clouded silver-plating gave back the feeble glimmer of a candle, the effect was more miserable and sordid than could have been imagined. It conveyed irresistibly the idea that life -animal life- was not the only thing that could pass away.
‘The tomb in the daytime…had looked grim and gruesome enough; but…’
📕 Bram Stoker, Dracula
🖼️ Caspar David Friedrich, Monastery Graveyard
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