Ian Gifford places words in combination until the combination unlocks.
He is like you.
Built of flesh and ghosts.
Filled with words that beg to be puzzled out. Patterns to be solved. Locks to be opened.
His ghosts enjoy the telling of tales. Lest they forget them.
Don’t worry, the opening is usually safe*. To see what worlds lie beyond those portals of words is a gift, a privilege.
*Mr. Gifford cannot be held responsible for loss of limb, life, or lucidity to gazers-through.
