Category: Halloween
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The Face by the House on the Hill
Not far away from where I live is an old house on a hill. That’s it pictured above. It was going to be the setting for a little ghost story, when I noticed something quite remarkable about the image itself. Long time readers of my blog will know that, on occasion, I post images of…
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The Skellys on a Saturday Night
Mabel commented that the introduction of the lights made the outdoor discotheque feel more convincing, until Clive mentioned that adding music would improve things further.
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The First
It’s heavy being a werewolf. Heavy and hard. They trudge around, loitering in shadows, sniffing out unsuspecting passers-by to pounce and chomp upon in a heartbeat. They howl upwardly at the Full Moon, like a crazed banshee who’s just spotted a reflection of her hair in a shop window. They find their fur matted and…
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The Night Before the Day of the Full Moon
In a strange and random turn of events, today’s post is a little break away from the other Halloween postings that have been going on around here. Although a little break away, it isn’t a complete break away, and I shall explain more on this in a short while. Now, why this little break away?…
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Skellysnaps
Gladys-Marie could not work out George’s charade no matter how many times he did it… Whilst Bronwyn tried her tenth attempt at the World Record for balancing on one leg on a hilltop, Simon decided he would soak up the sun’s rays… Halfway across Spooky Acre Meadow, Bert suddenly announced that he felt rain… Ah……
The Mansionic Perspective 