Category: Ghosts
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They start to gather…
The Guests are starting to arrive… Strange folk gather out in the Grinds, getting ready for their Gathering once again. This year they’ve chosen October 31st for their little get together. I wonder why…?
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The Spirit of the Tree Reappears
I’m watching you almost every dayI listen to every word you sayYou hear me rustle as you walk on byWhen it rains, I can keep you dryI do not move as I’m everywhereSee a tree ~ and I’m thereLook through the leaves ~ see the spaceThen notice the smile upon my faceI will always smile…
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The Lady, Emeralda
Visitors to the mansion seem to know folk they’ve never met…Dogs and cats stay outside as soon as the sun has set…Some say the chains that rattle belonged to Lady Smart…Others state the shrieks and cries belong to her ‘in part’…Guests who stay within the lodge see a figure dressed in green…Passers by see lights…
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Early start
I woke up thinking ‘what’s that smell?’ A pungent, rich, sickly, thick smell that was, well, vile. So bad, I had to smell myself (just to be sure, you know!) and luckily, it wasn’t me. I sat up in my bed, and realised that it wasn’t my bed. I was sleeping on some woven rugs…