Halloween and the Ghosts of Hogwarts

“It’s good to have a girls’ night out occasionally.” Helena Ravenclaw murmured to her companion as they glided over the top of the forbidden forest. “Hmm… It wouldn’t be exactly a girls’ night, would it be? I mean, we being dead and all.” Moaning Myrtle giggled while plucking out imaginary flowers from her floating hair. …

Surging of two souls together

With my eyes closed, lips pursed, Hands low and body immersed, I lay still on bed, Repenting of the pieces, I gave of me, In place that never contoured. Once I let go of all the bitterness, I secretly had stored in the gashes that decorate my heart, I met you! And once for all, …

Feeding off fear

There's a saying that goes, the more you're afraid of a ghost, the scarier the ghost becomes. True? Well I'm not much of a supernatural believer myself but let's just replace a ghost with something and read that again. The more afraid you are of something, the scarier that something gets, and that right there …

The flower of her grief- Mari Gold

Heavy rain drops, sound of gushing stream, across her humble abode, dawn is nigh yet distant, she sigh. Awaken by her woes, daybreak surfaced, the sun shone brighter then ever. Past her window, she glimpse the meadow turn gold. 'Mari gold' she yelps. - Paradoxical humane