Sgwarnog: In the Field

By sgwarnog

Shrine


shadows
flapping
in the dark
probably birds
probably

shrieks
from depths
of the moor
probably gulls
probably

death rattle
from high
in a tree
probably a crow
probably

scuttling
outside
the window
probably leaves
probably

groaning
sliding down
the chimney
probably the wind
probably

creaking
in the attic
the spirit
of the house
certainly

shrine
glowing
in the fireplace
keeps us safe
probably

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