 | | 2020-12-10 02:51
From blog Bleu Avenue
The Castle
"It was late evening when K. arrived. The village was deep in snow. The Castle hill was hidden, veiled in mist and darkness, nor was there even a glimmer of light to show that a castle was there. On the wooden bridge leading from the main road to the village K. stood for a long time gazing into the illusory emptiness above him." ~ The Castle by Franz Kafka. Intrigued after reading The Metamorphosis for a high school literature class, I purchased several works by Franz Kafka over two decades ago. I read The Hunger Artist and The Trial with eagerness, but when I reached the end of The Trial I decided to put away Kafka for a while,...
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