Sunday, November 28, 2010


There's a small town, not far from that corner of the Twilight Zone in which worlds unravel and blur, known as Spooksville, where the moon hangs in a chill sky while the ghosties and ghoulies and things that go bump in the night come out to play. . . .

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Anonymous Swanee said...

Samhain-chanted evening...

11:39 AM  
Blogger Elisabeth said...

This as to be Halloween.

3:12 PM  
Blogger Art Durkee said...

Samhain-chanted evening,
when you're dead and wake up . . .

Halloween, yup. Just a late posting.

10:54 PM  

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