It is hard to describe the terrible sufferings at the sanatorium, an institution haunting the fit and able with its rumours. A fortress forever in gloom, gathering heavy clouds on most days over winter. Here is a place, that although you wish to forget, exists throughout the years and will continue to exist long after your mortal life leaves the physical plane. And so laid in narrow bed with fading memories, old eyes stare at the falling snow and at the window, a robin...