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The Irony in ironclad machines works wonders when an egomaniac liar is telling the tale. Why, you haven't visited Nachtland, yet? The land of the dead lies right round the next corner, but don't forget the drum set when you go! Masks are the real faces - faces are inanimate masks. This is an atmospheric, moody and surreal mini-collection of four stories from the stranger end of psychological horror fiction. With these obscurities and strange encounters, lunacy is just another word for love.

Produktbeschreibung
The Irony in ironclad machines works wonders when an egomaniac liar is telling the tale. Why, you haven't visited Nachtland, yet? The land of the dead lies right round the next corner, but don't forget the drum set when you go! Masks are the real faces - faces are inanimate masks. This is an atmospheric, moody and surreal mini-collection of four stories from the stranger end of psychological horror fiction. With these obscurities and strange encounters, lunacy is just another word for love.
Autorenporträt
Tobias Reckermann lives and writes in Darmstadt, Germany and works as a stoker for Whitetrain/Nighttrain (www.whitetrain.de). As a writer, he concentrates on Weird and Speculative Fiction. His works comprise numerous contributions to magazines and anthologies, novels and collections published by Whitetrain/Nighttrain, and a trilogy of Weird fiction volumes published by Blitz Verlag.