Something ― or someone ― moved in the shadows. The air shimmered as silently I crept up the steep rickety staircase. Deep down I knew there was nothing there but even so, I glanced into the alcoves as I passed by.

My voice hoarse, I softly asked, “Gillian, where are you hiding?”

All was silent.

I sighed, the sadness overwhelming.

Miraculously, she appeared before me. The cornflour blue sapphire earrings and necklace complimented the exquisite evening gown: a tight bodice, laced up the back, and full ankle length skirt. Tiny satin pumps, fastened with slender ankle straps, and beautifully embroidered wrist bag matched her delicate silk gown.

The sigh alerted her to my desire.

“Too late,” she murmured.

Whispering intruded.

Ghostly figures, a pale silvery grey appeared ― one by one ― as the scent of lilac blossom wafted in through the open window.

Panicking, I raced towards the open door.

“Too late,” she purred as the door slammed shut.

Her laughter terrified me. Whispering voices echoed around the room as I pulled open the door and raced down a narrow winding corridor leading to nowhere muttering, “Ghosts aren’t real, they’re a product of my overactive imagination.”

Feeling the touch of her hand on my shoulder, I screamed.

“Jamie, what’s wrong?”

I sighed, embracing my beloved wife. “Gillian,” I murmured breathlessly. “I was dreaming.”

I groaned when intense pain rendered me helpless as she dropped her shawl onto the floor revealing a blue silk evening gown and pretty satin pumps.

Published by llamamemeg

I love creating stories; in many ways since I returned to the UK in 2015, it has taken over my life. Until recently, I ran a blog covering my journey through research through writing/editing/publishing my first novel but I discovered that one my somewhat unusual short stories had been "plagarised", I deleted all the content and closed the blog. Something I now regret but regrets are pointless. I recently changed the Eldern Journals from three full length novels to six shorter novels. The books have been extensively revised and I have compiled a book of short stories, title: How Bizarre. Hopefully, when I manage to sus out how to publish my books on KDP, the books should be published before the end of 2022. Getting back into writing articles on my website may take a little longer as it has been so long since I last visited the site. TTFN, for now.

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