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Cordley Lake in #Hamburg Township, #Michigan:Cordley #Lake in…

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Cordley Lake in #Hamburg Township, #Michigan:Cordley #Lake in…

Cordley Lake in #Hamburg Township, #Michigan:

Cordley #Lake in Hamburg Township, Michigan is said to be #haunted by the #spirit of a man and woman who were killed in a #robbery during the late 1920’s. Their bodies were brought from the location of the robbery to the center of Cordley Lake where they were later discovered by townsfolk. Now, swimmers at the lake report hearing the sounds of disembodied screams, as if the couple is somehow reliving their tragic #murder. Those #hiking on the surrounding #trails at night also report witnessing a mysterious shadowy figure, and hearing the disembodied sounds of a horse being ridden.

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themacabrenbold: wooden memento mori, made in Italy in the 19th century

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themacabrenbold: wooden memento mori, made in Italy in the 19th century

themacabrenbold:

wooden memento mori, made in Italy in the 19th century

Source: Tales of Necromancy


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April 2020 #5 & #6

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April 2020 #5 & #6

(H doesn’t speak, just sits and stares dejectedly: at me, at nothing, at his hands. After about five minutes I decide to speak, my voice neutral.)

Me: You struck me. Do you recall?

H: (on the edge of hearing) …yes.

Me: I have never known you to do such a thing – I didn’t think it was in your character. So why?

H: (Miserably) Aaa… I have never had as much to lose as I have in you. Aaa my action was unforgivable. I – it came from… fear of losing what I have. Aaaa… I can barely face myself in the glass to shave… I should never have struck you. But I would again if it kept you safe. … I don’t know what sort of monster that makes me…

Me: (sighing, annoyed) Not a very monstrous one, all in all. I’d probably hit someone too if I panicked when I thought they might do something that would kill them and my petty violence would save them. … But you need to have more faith in me.

H: I am sorry, darlin’.

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Me: H…? Are you well?

H: Are you?

Me: Pretty sure I still just have a shitty cold and not a death virus.

H: ……… you terrify me.

Me: How the hell?

H: Aaaaa so little concern for your own skin.

Me: If I die I’ll end up I the Stormlands – why should I be bothered by that?

H: Those you leave behind…

Me: Everyone leaves at least one person behind – there’s no escaping that.

H:  aaa… … Dying hurts. Don’t – don’t chase it…

Me: I’m not, I promise. Either I have a rubbish cold or COVID19. I either cough pathetically for a week or two or I wash up on the Distant Shore. Hopefully on your doorstep…

H: Aaaaa – no… darlin’…

Me: Would it be so terrible if I did?

H: No!

Me: So?

H: I want – aaa – I – aa – I want to protect you. Even if I can never hold you in my arms.

Source: Tales of Necromancy


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