among the ruin:
Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, lets forth his sprite In the church-way paths to glide. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
among the ruin:
My soul is full of whispered song; My blindness is my sight; The shadows that I feared so long Are all alive with light. ~Alice Cary, Dying Hymn
among the ruin:
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Would you mind telling me, whos brain I did put in? Igor: And, you won't be angry? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: I will not be angry. Igor:Abby-someone. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Abby-someone. Abby who? Igor:Abby-normal.
among the ruin:
Old Blandford Church (TRYING TO CATCH UP - been very busy my friends)
among the ruin:
Woman: Do you dig graves? Neil: Yeah, yeah, they're all right, yeah.