mariannedraegonprokop: She was fairly certain she had dreamt this once before, and knew it ended badly.
mariannedraegonprokop: Swearing to himself that this would be the last time he'd meet with the old one down by the tracks, he reluctantly dragged himself back through the tangled vines.
mariannedraegonprokop: If she had been aware of the ghosts peering out of the windows she may not have ventured down this alley.
mariannedraegonprokop: Strange Vortex
mariannedraegonprokop: There was no way to pay for a ticket but she simply had to get on the next train.
mariannedraegonprokop: Like a character in some bad horror film she began her climb up the stairs, knowing for certain something dreadful awaited her at the top.
mariannedraegonprokop: Quaker Silence at the End of Day
mariannedraegonprokop: Lyndon Street
mariannedraegonprokop: Sure there was movement in the long abandoned house she crept up the slope to have a closer look
mariannedraegonprokop: I can hear birds in this house, but only birds, and only in the early hours.
mariannedraegonprokop: Discard Alley
mariannedraegonprokop: Cooler in here than outside, and rich with the sound of shuffling feet like so many grasshoppers hidden in the weeds.
mariannedraegonprokop: Strangely warm except for this tender spot of shade
mariannedraegonprokop: You never forget?
mariannedraegonprokop: What creature left its toys strewn across the forest here?
mariannedraegonprokop: It had been ages since she'd come to this place and deep silence made its presence known.
mariannedraegonprokop: the laundrette
mariannedraegonprokop: Couldn't you have waited for me?
mariannedraegonprokop: In the Alley
mariannedraegonprokop: The chandelier
mariannedraegonprokop: From Inside I Wait
mariannedraegonprokop: Unable to abide such abandonment the lonely house, no longer a home, slid into a deep depression.
mariannedraegonprokop: Drive-by Shooting
mariannedraegonprokop: Get this before the storm hits