The wind whistled at the skirts of his coat as the
air round him darkened with many flying forms
crowding upwards out of the valley. The crying of
hoarse voices smote upon his ears, coming closer.
Strokes of wind buffeted him, tearing him this way
and that along the crumbling top of the stone wall;
and Ilse clung to him with her long shining arms,
smooth and bare, holding him fast about the neck.
But not Ilse alone, for a dozen of them surrounded
him, dropping out of the air. The pungent odour of
the anointed bodies stifled him, exciting him to
the old madness of the Sabbath, the dance of the
witches and sorcerers doing honour to the
air round him darkened with many flying forms
crowding upwards out of the valley. The crying of
hoarse voices smote upon his ears, coming closer.
Strokes of wind buffeted him, tearing him this way
and that along the crumbling top of the stone wall;
and Ilse clung to him with her long shining arms,
smooth and bare, holding him fast about the neck.
But not Ilse alone, for a dozen of them surrounded
him, dropping out of the air. The pungent odour of
the anointed bodies stifled him, exciting him to
the old madness of the Sabbath, the dance of the
witches and sorcerers doing honour to the
personified Evil of the world.
- Algernon Blackwood
1 comments:
Love these examples. I live in a low-bar neighborhood where nobody does very much, many older, except they do give out good treats. I have a corner bungalow and just doing a thing like the lighting combinations in the first photo, giant spiders on windows, a bubbling cauldron made with an uplighted floating pond mister, will attract so many kids that cars will stop to let them out. If there was a house like yours in the area, it would go viral and be on the local news as a must go there!
So keep these photos coming, I look forward to any and all ideas.
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