A weekend of unearthing boxes and erecting pillars and suddenly a ramshackle cemetery emerged, its entrance guarded by twin ravens, the mythological guides of the dead, perched upon great moldering pillars.
Beyond the fence lie a decaying collection of headstones and grave markers. Although the crumbling stones seem forgotten, a few solitary blooms scattered among the slowly sinking graves indicate the recent visitation of some kind spirit.
This cemetery will not stand alone for long. Still to be added is a swampy beach, littered with the remains of a shipwrecked galleon and the bleached, grasping skeletons of pirates, dead in the pursuit of one final hoard of treasure. Those pirates that survive to step inside will quickly find that they’ve trespassed into the Captain’s quarters.
Let’s hope that those brave pirates have time to sample a last jolly mug o’ grog before they find themselves getting too close for comfort with the captain’s daughter!
Categories: Home Haunting