IN THE MIST OF THE MOORS

 Being alone on the moors is scary, as the rain clouds settle in, it makes you realize your place in nature

I know I posted "There Be Dragons" but I changed my mind. I decided to go with the Mist In the Moors Theme. Think of England in the days of Emily Brontë and Wuthering Heights and create your own dark, mist-filled moors with what you would find in your dark imagination. I have posted a page of free images for you to use. Transport yourself back in time and have fun this week walking the Moors. Cautionary note: be careful what you see in the mist!! 

Also, this week I will try to update our Spooky Artistry Showcase!!

Here are my creations when I walked in the Mist of the Moors!

I had known loneliness before, an emptiness on the Moor, but I had never been a nothing, a nothing floating on a nothing, known by nothing, lonelier and colder than the space between the stars. It was more frightening than being dead.

It is a creature, luminous, ghastly, and spectral. All that tells the same story of this dreadful apparition. I assure you there is a reign of terror in the district, and there are none, not even a hardy man who will cross the moor at night.

Then away out in the woods, I heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that is on its mind but can't make itself understood and so it can't rest easy in its grave and has to go about that way every night grieving. 

As you value your life and your reason...

KEEP AWAY FROM THE MOORS!!

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, the road was a ribbon of moonlight over the bleak Moors, and the Highwayman came walking, walking, walking, up to the Olde Inn door.

How does one work up a little madness? Perhaps I should go wandering on lonely Moors and barren shores. That is always a popular place for lunatics in English novels and plays. Perhaps wild England will make me mad.

Digital art created from images from Pixabay and Miriam's Digital Kit Scraps