Haunted Whispers
~ Haunted whispers imposed themselves upon me. Candlelight flickered softly. Her presence, so misunderstood, gently hovered in the doorway. She watched as shadows sloped down over my nose and attached to the wet trails upon my face. They traced patterns of before and then were gone. The last day of the year. Fading as quickly as the memory of today, they threatened to overcome the best of me. Until she arrived. ~ Possibly an irony, she was always there but today she kept her distance. She... Sign in to see full entry.