Secrets of the Grave
A life: carved in stone, crumbling to dust, reclaimed by the earth. A memory: fading with each passing year. Soon until all that linger are stories, tales once told. Do any now know the truth?
A life: carved in stone, crumbling to dust, reclaimed by the earth. A memory: fading with each passing year. Soon until all that linger are stories, tales once told. Do any now know the truth?
I have always loved walking around graveyards. Now, your first reaction to this may be to think how very morbid, but whilst there may be a slight element of this, it is not really the case. Growing up in the middle of a busy town, one of the few places where we could go for walks away from … More To Walk Among The Grave Stones
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