From one of the most original French writers of our day comes a mysterious, prismatic, and at times profoundly sad reflection on humanity in its darker moments��ne of which may very well be
our own. In a collection of fictions that blur distinctions between dreaming and waking reality, Lutz Bassmann sets off a series of echoes��he ��ntrevoutes��that conduct us from one world to
another in a journey as viscerally powerful as it is intellectually heady.
While humanity seems to be fading around them, the members of a shadowy organization are doing their inadequate best to assist those experiencing their last moments. From a soldier-monk
exorcising what seem to be spirits (but are they?) from an abandoned house, to a spy executing a mission whose meaning eludes him, to characters exploring cells, wandering through ruins,
confronting political dissent and persecution, encountering��erhaps��he spirits once exorcised, these stories conduct us through a world at once ambiguous and sharply observed. This
remarkable work, in Jordan Stump�� superb translation, offers readers a thrilling entry into Bassmann�� numinous world.