This is a response to one of Sammy’s 13 days of Samhain prompts!
Moonlight on old stone,
ghostly whispers through the trees —
the night holds its breath.
Curtains softly sway,
unseen footsteps cross the floor,
time forgets their names.
Between dusk and dream,
ghostly whispers call me home,
echoes of the past.
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