“The game may have ended and the tomb have glided away,
But the impressions on the heart are growing brighter;
Oh, how I understood you: both the warmth's insinuation and
The splendor of flowerbeds where decay is showing through”
So jealous of @cmehende for getting to visit this creepy church! 🖤
No hurling on the shell, dude. Just waxed it.
“A predator is what you are, and nothing you can do will change that. But being a killer is a choice you make.”
“This tower, patched unevenly with black ivy, arose like a mutilated finger from among the fists of knuckled masonry and pointed blasphemously at heaven. At night the owls made of it an echoing throat; by day it stood voiceless and cast its long shadow.”
The modern Prometheus.
The curious case of the Bean tombstone.
“Yes, this was a haunted place. He had read about certain materials absorbing the sounds of their surroundings like divots in a vinyl recording, and now, as the sun started to dip below the horizon, this concept chilled him more than the creeping cold. Put a needle to the mortar of these walls and listen to the screams. His own would be among them.” - Aaron Dries
Curiosity caught up.
Angel of Death.
“Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely”
“Deep in earth my love is lying;
And I must weep”
“A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.”
“Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariability excites the sensitive soul to tears”