Through the darkness and the cold,
the house creaked through the winter storm
And on the driveway, in this winter’s night, a couple emerged
Banging on the door, trying to get inside
The door opened, without a sound
Only their footsteps echoed through an empty house
They search the home, to find it abandoned
Nothing else was living, for centuries uncaring.
Dust caked on the floor and the wind howled through the ceiling
A perfect place for ghosts and other unsavoury beings
But the couple didn’t believe in ghost and creatures of the night
So they find the place comfortable enough,
it beats the air this chilly night.
They slept sweetly on a makeshift bed.
Thank god they left the master’s room untread
They sleep through the night, everything was fine.
But as they awoken, the woman found something’s not right.
Cold and blue was the eyes of her mate
Frozen to the bone, there was nothing to reanimate
Her scream echoed in the dusty hall
The Master would have his call
Where nothing remained
Even in thaw
© Christopher Stamfors
Featured image by ChrisCold
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