Valerie set off along the dark underground passage. She was exhausted and sat down on the edge of the chicken coop. “Four days now! If only these awful spells that have been victimizing me would stop.” She took another step forward, but, being so worn out, she had to sit down again. “Its as if I were in another’s power,” she said with a sigh, “I’m acting like a sleepwalker.”

Photomontage by me for Valerie and her Week of Wonders by Vitezslav Nezval