

The GhostIt\'s when I\'m alone in the scarlet room... that I can sense it. I know she won\'t harm me yet I\'m scared, of her voice and the singing in the depth of the night I hated it and no one would believe... that is, until they heard her upstairs. They shut the door and refused to venture above. Yet I went, she was absent. Now all I see is the moving books and the icy cold. One night she appeared. She was taller than I expected. Her old petticoat hung on her, I never saw her face... I\'m glad I didn\'t. She sings no more.The Ghost

Anyway, I must say....I absolutely luv your little gallery here...especially all the Hamlet piccys. I'm a big fan of 'Hamlet' and this gallery makes me even more obsessed!
You'll be on my devwatch from now on!
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