The ghosts of those who left this place linger on. They are here in the shadows, lurking in the whisper of weeds and in the play of sunlight on a broken swing.
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Love the feel of this haunting Sunday 160. Thank for playing.
October 29, 2011 at 10:23 PMThese few simple brushstrokes evoke such a vivid picture.
October 30, 2011 at 3:46 AMSomehow in these current times that may be the biggest haunt of this Hallowe'en.
October 30, 2011 at 5:36 AMperfect for all hallows...there is a swing at the cemetery for children...it swings alone often...
October 30, 2011 at 11:42 AMTotally fits in with the Diana stories. Fits with Steal Tomorrow, too, though because of the focus on children I think of that differently. Hmm.... interesting. You'd think it would be the other way around.
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