Jeffrey Thomas THE SPIRIT OF PLACE
History is formed from layers, which often rest uneasily on each other, and this is true even of a land so mysterious and hidden from the rest of the world that it calls itself the Unnamed Country. But no place remains unknown forever, and now with the coming of outsiders a Westernized shopping center looms where an ancient temple once stood. And in turn, the temple was built upon a spot where life far older than humans dwelt.
Zuyen is a young woman who works at this shopping mall, and in those quiet moments when it shuts down for the night, she begins to see strange figures. On her dark walk home to her apartment, she feels followed. Zuyen becomes convinced that the place where she works is haunted, but not by some ordinary ghost with a grudge. As she becomes increasingly obsessed with these experiences, Zuyen suspects that the ghost could essentially be the mall itself. A ghost of the past. A spirit of place.
History is formed from layers, which often rest uneasily on each other, and this is true even of a land so mysterious and hidden from the rest of the world that it calls itself the Unnamed Country. But no place remains unknown forever, and now with the coming of outsiders a Westernized shopping center looms where an ancient temple once stood. And in turn, the temple was built upon a spot where life far older than humans dwelt.
Zuyen is a young woman who works at this shopping mall, and in those quiet moments when it shuts down for the night, she begins to see strange figures. On her dark walk home to her apartment, she feels followed. Zuyen becomes convinced that the place where she works is haunted, but not by some ordinary ghost with a grudge. As she becomes increasingly obsessed with these experiences, Zuyen suspects that the ghost could essentially be the mall itself. A ghost of the past. A spirit of place.
History is formed from layers, which often rest uneasily on each other, and this is true even of a land so mysterious and hidden from the rest of the world that it calls itself the Unnamed Country. But no place remains unknown forever, and now with the coming of outsiders a Westernized shopping center looms where an ancient temple once stood. And in turn, the temple was built upon a spot where life far older than humans dwelt.
Zuyen is a young woman who works at this shopping mall, and in those quiet moments when it shuts down for the night, she begins to see strange figures. On her dark walk home to her apartment, she feels followed. Zuyen becomes convinced that the place where she works is haunted, but not by some ordinary ghost with a grudge. As she becomes increasingly obsessed with these experiences, Zuyen suspects that the ghost could essentially be the mall itself. A ghost of the past. A spirit of place.