Description Do you remember closing your eyes to go to sleep only for your overactive imagination to take control and turn every shadow into a monster, every squeak of a floorboard into the footsteps of some strange and scary animal, every breath tasting of magic and mystery and no matter how tightly you squeezed your eyes shut, you knew not to open them? We have news for you.
Something really was watching you.
Hedgehog Poetry Press Postcards from the hedge. a bestiary of the night, paperback/`desmond childs
