Here lieth many a curious thing, oft nameless and forgotten; whate'er the shifting shadows mayeth bring, be it rich and rare, or rank and rotten.
Photo reblogged from Beauty From The Crypt with 24 notes
Last night I dreamed that I was come again Unto the house where my beloved dwells After long years of wandering and pain. And I stood out beneath the drenching rain And all the street was bare, and black with night, But in my true love’s house was warmth and light. Yet I could not draw near nor enter in, And long I wondered if some secret sin Or old, unhappy anger held me fast; Till suddenly it came into my head That I was killed long since and lying dead— Only a homeless wraith that way had passed. So thus I found my true love’s house again And stood unseen amid the winter night And the lamp burned within, a rosy light, And the wet street was shining in the rain.
(Spooks by C. S. Lewis)
Source: lonestar6
The Haunting (1963). Classic horror film based on the novel “The Haunting of Hill House” by Shirley Jackson. (Part 1 of 13)
