Thursday, November 1, 2012

Set of Instructions

Close your eyes and listen to the melody of the howling wind. Wonder why it appears on this night, of all nights. Open a window and let it in. Shiver in terror as you think of what else might be entering alongside it, riding on its back. Reach out a hand, palm out. Receive the touch of the dead as they walk with their invisible steps along the dirty ground.

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