Category: Ghosts
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Never the right time
I write, very often, about times past. I write about my thoughts and my links to 1642 and the early part of the Seventeenth Century. This, of course may mean that I have links in the latter part of the Sixteenth Century as well, depending on how I am linked to the period. And, of…
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Sounds of Sunday Morning
There’s an eerie wailing sound in the air this morning, outside Aquatom Mansion. It’s very loud, and reminds me of the noise a vacuum cleaner makes as it whistles and purrs away to itself if it has been left in one spot for far too long. I had a look out of the bedroom window,…
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A Mouse Possessed
What seems like years ago, and was actually mere months, I mentioned a problem I have with my mouse. The problem remains to this day, but I have managed to live with it. Frustratingly infuriating (or should that be infuriatingly frustrating?) at times, other times it appears to operate as any proper mouse should. When…
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Ghost House
This house is more than just a home to spiders, beetles and flies It is also filled with occupants who wail and shriek and cry… The White Lady drifts from room to room Looking for her twin Her sister, who so long ago, Locked the cellar and kept her in… The Knight rides upon his…
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The House on the Hill
I often walk passed the house on the hill, The place that sometimes gives me a chill, At times, I hear a wailing sound That appears to come from all around. The trees cast shadows from morn ‘til night …Even when there’s little light. A spooky fog appears to gather around And seems to ‘settle’…
The Mansionic Perspective 