A SÉANCE AT SOLSTICE

RESURRECTING THE CHRISTMAS GHOST STORY Gather ‘round the fireplace and lend me your ears. The creak in the attic is only the wind. Inhale the scent of the fir tree and drink your mulled wine, that face at the window is no more than snow. The shadows are only shadows and basement murmurs are the... Continue Reading →

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