Or What You Will, some illustrations

(No intention of explaining anything. Hmph.)
“Down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened…”
If music be the food of love
Not Brunelleschi’s perspective painting
Also not Brunelleschi’s perspective painting
Totally absolutely not Brunelleschi’s perspective painting
Which is real? None of them are real.
Which is real? They’re all real!
Which is real? You dreamt them all.
They’re actually called dreams, you know
Don’t look back
What country, friends, is this?
Are you getting a little dizzy?
Are you there?
Totally not Brunelleschi’s perspective painting
Why keep hoping? You know it’s never going to be Brunelleschi’s perspective painting
Never. None of them.
This world, right? Or maybe not?
This is Illyria, maybe.
words scrawled in the sky
It’s not here. You know it’s not here.
Are you still reading? Look round if you can hear me.
Nope. And it would have been looking the other way anyway…
Magic casements, faery lands forlorn, etc.