Tag: Writing
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By the Cemetery Gates
The gates to the graveyard entrance were illuminated by two spotlights from above. They were also locked together by a rusty old chain and padlock, and had been locked for hours. The rattling of the gates alerted a passer-by as to where he was, so he started to hurry passed. It was a calm night,…
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Get Ready for Midnight!
The door opened with an eerie creak. The old tall fellow with the stoop was on the other side, staring blankly at those gathered but gesturing impatiently for them to enter. Not a word was spoken. The reception room was dusty; cobwebs hanging from almost every surface. The room was dimly lit by candles, which…
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Can Legends Live Forever?
In Warrington, in Cheshire, in England, in the year 1367, there lived a seamstress who would darn and stitch and sew every hour of the day. She would sleep only when she really needed to, and she lived to the grand old age of 98. She had a sister, who would nowadays be referred to…