The Louvre

The Louvre (Paris, France)

Yeah, yeah, yeah – I know what you’re thinking. “What’s so morbid about an art museum?” Well, besides the fact that you can tour the underground moats from the days when the palace was a medieval fortress, art can be pretty damned morbid. And the Louvre houses some great ones like the must-see The Raft of the Medusa as well as a huge assortment of deathbed images and mutilated Jesus’. (Special thanks to Merrie for the suggestion.)

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About Comtesse DeSpair

The Comtesse DeSpair sits in sullen silence in The Castle DeSpair, obsessively reflecting upon the horrible void in which we exist. In her spare time (of which she has nothing but), she collects morbid trinkets and reads voraciously about the history of torture. She stores her trinkets in The Asylum Eclectica (http://asylumeclectica.com/). The Comtesse is hideously disfigured and thickly veiled at all hours. Once, an unfortunate servant caught a glimpse beneath the veil and was driven to madness. The Comtesse loves thunderstorms, darkness, and solitude.

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