(no subject)
(the first line to a story I will never write. A ghost-line for a ghost story)
I'm afraid that if I wrote a ghost story, you would bleed into it. And from the rafters over my bed, the ghoulish mist of the river would creep and crawl. The would be no boat to cross over the great divide of the night, and I would die a bit between the letters, to see you haunt another one but me.