Hour 5 – A Chilled Mystery

A movement in the corner of the eye,

Noise in the dark

A lost glove

A cold wind blew and the door closed

 

Today footprints in the snow

Curtains flutter in the empty house,

A small stain on the carpet,

Ice cream melted on the kitchen floor.

 

A melody indistinguishable from the howling wind,

A whisper in the walls

A garden walk

Soft on frozen snow.

 

Sweating even though it’s cold

A faint star in the night sky

Distant voices in the dark

A shadow of a man wandering on an empty street

 

Rose petals on the doormat

Dust in the air

A flickering candle

Just a ghost lurking in the house

Just a lonely soul that can’t let go

 

Until it is forgotten

Like all the lost gloves

And footprints

And stars

 

Like all the characters in the misty winter night.

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