Building a Mystery
byBuilding a Mystery It begins with the little things Shadows in the corner A quick glimpse and then nothing Observed, perhaps Too much uncertainty…
Building a Mystery It begins with the little things Shadows in the corner A quick glimpse and then nothing Observed, perhaps Too much uncertainty…
Monuments to the Dead As the hour grows late The silence of solitude Interrupted, By the haunting creak That telltale squeak, Of an…