‘The lawn is pressed by unseen feet,
And ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn.
The sad intangible, who grieve and yearn…
‘T. S. Elliot
The Lady Brigante most cordially invites curious minds and those of a discerning spirit to cross the threshold and step inside a twilight world rife with mysterious happenstance and feats of every egregious kind.
As each tale will unfurl a precious truth – a pseudonym, nom de plume or ananym will most certainly be employed within the pages of this site to protect those folk who enjoy something of a rather dubious reputation.