Category: Ghosts
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Through a slightly different Window
Well, that’s a funny how do you do. I didn’t have time to post anything yesterday, but by all accounts I did. As well as sniffling and snuffling, sneezing and wheezing and generally putting my feet up after wiping my eyes, I tried to contact my Inner Psychic Medium. I presumed I must have one,…
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Knock! Knock! Knock!
Yes! Yes, I can hear you! YES! I’m KNOCKING. YES! One. One Knock. You must be able to hear me! YES! Oh no. I’m not doing that. Two knocks. I can’t believe that you can’t hear me. I can hear YOU perfectly. I’ll knock one more time and then I’ll go. There. No? Sorry. If…
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The night of the elementals
Tens of thousands… hundreds of millions… too many. Far too many to count. Gnomes; Undines; Sylphs; Salamanders Elemental beings celebrate. Each through their own environment they dance with freedom and glee; and then through the other environments they transform into protective sparkles of light. Normally, they cannot survive outside of their own worlds… undines evaporate…
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Night work?
The night air was damp. And stinky. It was always the same on nights like this. An eerie green glow filtered through the almost slimy feeling fog that obliterated virtually everything in view. Some patches were clear, but mostly, reality had been swallowed by this murky atmospheric mist. The Full Moon pierced the dankness, which…
The Mansionic Perspective 