Category: Halloween
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Aunt Esther’s
The moon looks big and bright in the sky. Aunt Esther’s house always looks imposing when the moon is full and for a few days on either side. I think the shadows make it look worse, especially the one that appears down the left… it makes me laugh as well, as it reminds me of…
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The House
It isn’t so much the look of the house, that’s bothersome. Neither is it the skit skit skit noise as the sharp, claw-like branches tap the draughty windows. It’s the way the windows distort the shadowed figures within. The way the light highlights the faces in them, even with no one there. There is no…
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Wanderer
Silently, she slips between the realms like the flicker of a candle’s flame an ethereal glow, full of substance yet not solid shadows pass through the light parts as light the dark she watches and waits deciding whether to stay or to wander further along her repeated journey through the night
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The Zombie Kokey
You put your left leg in You leave your left leg there You raise your right arm up You fling your hand in the air You turn your head right around It doesn’t stop where you stare Knees creak Arms snap Aarghh aarghh aarghh! Ooooh, the zombie kokey… Ow, the zombie kokey… Eee, the zombie…
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Werewolf
Twenty per cent wolf, eighty per cent human. Nobody knows the difference. Well, not quite nobody. The Hunters know. And their hounds. They can tell the difference, by smell, I think. The hounds especially. But I can smell them too. I know when they’re close. I hide within groups of people when they’re close. They…
The Mansionic Perspective 