Hallowe'en

[loneraven]

Night drew in at half five: when I walked up the hill alone in the dark, the shadows and whispers of ghosts were deviated from somewhat by the entirely-earthly shrieks of the couple having a domestic dispute in the middle of the road, accompanied by the shouting, horn-blasting and general malevolence of the people in the six cars snarled up in

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[tau_sigma]

Mirror universe things FTW. That is all. *g*

[tau_sigma]

Also: I am very much enjoying reading everyone's ghost stories, even if I am still very doubting about the whole thing.

(I have a nearly ghost story, it involves a ghost, but is not really about the ghost.

At Castle, there is a gallery called the Norman Gallery. It's where the exec live (big, posh rooms, and double-layered doors; it's great up there), and when I went to Durham for an open day, and we were taken on a tour of the castle, they told us about the Grey Lady who haunts the Norman gallery.

She's dressed in white, they say, and wanders about on the Norman gallery. Of course, it had a lower floor then - some work had to be done to stop it collapsing - so she appears to be walking through the floorboards

[loneraven]

*grins* I don't believe in ghosts at all. I just really like ghost stories. I'm not sure what this says about me. Maybe that I'm cognitively dissonant? I don't know.

But I like that - how wonderful! :)

I can't type

[jacinthsong]

Incidentially, I keep reading "jacinthsong and I have resolved to go as Kira Nerys and the Internet". Which would also be awesome but in a different way.

Re: I can't type

[loneraven]

If I came as the Internet I would need a red cape and a zeppelin. This is trufax. *nods*