“They neared the grounds of the abbey and here she noticed anew how the trees simply disappeared, as if the land was so cursed it could not sustain life. Storm clouds smothered the sky. She drove on and suddenly there it was, their destination. Carfax Abbey sat broken, haunting the cliffs above the sleeping town of Whitby. Its Gothic towers scratched the skies and its long-empty cathedral-like windows kept a silent and solemn watch over the mist-filled graveyard next door”
#1 by leonargo on May 27, 2011 - 1:24 am
Ooooh… this sent chills down my spine
#2 by The Assommoir on May 27, 2011 - 6:35 pm
Never a bad response to elicit…
#3 by Leonargo on May 27, 2011 - 9:09 pm