"The Enchanted" by Rene Denfeld

In a narrow corridor devoid of windows and deprived of any sign of life outside his walls, sits a madman alone,haunted by past deeds and current damnation. He alone sees the truth in the darkness and he alone knows the tapestry that is being weaved, occasionally with flashes of beauty: golden horses with manes of fire running beneath the land, baby blue booties to welcome a newborn, lakes blue and peaceful to cleanse the soul. Yet in this world of ancient stone and dust, they are only a reminder of what has been lost or never obtained. Through books and the enchantment of his prison he sees all and says nothing knowing all things come to those who wait.