The gray lifeless sky spreads its heavy wings across the holy ground. within its cover the clouds swell with moisture.Clear rain drops pound upon the grass and graestones in rhythm with natures beating drum. deep in the silence a child curls under a shriveled ghostly tree. its branches are limp and crooked with no leaves… Continue reading The Child That Was Never There
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From the Grave
The crescent moon overhead shown brightly above the large stone sepulcher, illuminating its cold cinder walls. Inside the century old vault, lay rest a massive sarcophagus. The room itself lay bare, aside from a few scattered scraps of age old debris. The only thing of any interest was the sarcophagus itself. The sides were engraved… Continue reading From the Grave