Necromancy Comments

And the moon scampering in and out Of boughs swaying in the breeze like a child. The poem is laced with many majestic lines like the one above. A beautiful poem.

And the moon scampering in and out Of boughs swaying in the breeze like a child. The poem is laced with many majestic lines like the one above. A beautiful poem.

loneliness is the greatest fear....nice poem

A story of absorbing interest, beautifully told! The frightening experience in the stillness of the night in the woods is enough to send chills down the spine of even a brave man! Enjoyed the anti climax much!

A beautiful description of a childhood innocence........................10