Think having them playing the fiddle is sarcasm. Wait until they start with the very loud and dreary noise of that organ.
Perhaps it's the fact how if were under different circumstances their presence will still be felt. Yet, for how events did occur, might not be enough candles to remember them all.
While the streets have fallen silent, so still not even the gentle wind stirs. There are some who still remain awake. Away from prying eyes but fully aware of the night.
Be thankful their first impressions give full warning for what may be seen if to delve deeper.
The tales of long ago for what has been left still and dormant. A twist in the plot to stir up any inagination, the reality is had left it abandoned many years ago. And that's how every other who hears the tale wishes to leave it as. No point picking up a past that intended to be in the past.
In the forest; something as natural cannot be ignored. Like walking into nature and realising the possible disturbance may cause. It's a natural feeling that is something already to have knowledge for just don't know it yet. A built in emotion waiting to emerge from the depths of the mind, body, and soul.
St. Matthew Ch.2:V.12 " - And being warned of God in a dream that they should not return to Herod, they departed into their own country another way."
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