I wish you all a Happy Halloween or Samhain. I hope you have left an offering at the crossroads and may all saints and all souls be blessed.
I managed a little haunting for the occasion ( story)
and then another haunted tale
The Custodian ( or Crypt Keeper)
Mr. Wharton wearily made his way up the hill to the crypt from where the terrible sounds emanated. It was like this every year as Hallow’s Eve approached. The howling became louder each evening and each evening he would enter the crypt to check the door. It was no ordinary door set as it was into the stone pavings on the floor. No one knew who had put it there and why, and no one dared open it, but it had been there as long as any of the older villagers remembered. Thus it was a solitary journey that Mr. Wharton as custodian, made at that time of year. No one but the custodian would dare enter the cemetery at this woeful time, no ordinary mortal at any rate.
Mr. Wharton proceeded into the vault cautiously. He could hear scraping and snuffling coming from below. He always tried very hard to secure the heavy door but he knew that those from the fathomless caverns beneath were very clever. Their misshapen paws had long digits and claws. Even if the slab were cracked open a smidgen, one of “them” could get out. He would not keep his position long if the hounds of hell were allowed to run amok in the grave yard pooping their foul waste on the grass or lifting their twisted legs on the tombstones of the dear departed. Worse still, they liked to dig things up. It was a prodigious job to round them all up and send them back to their sulfurous abode. He had lost a few of his own dogs in the task.
He raised his lantern and looked around. Everything seemed to be in order. The mist reached out and curled around his legs like spectral fingers as he headed back with relief to his little cottage. His parlour was warm and the smell of the wonderful stew that Mrs. Beaton had made, still filled the room. The fireplace crackled and blazed.
Then he heard it, a low warning growl coming from his bedroom. Mr. Wharton took down a riding whip hanging on the wall and a rolled up newspaper from his chair by the fire. He could hear rasping breath and smell the odour of rotting meat. Inside the room a grotesque creature with a hairy snout full of sharp teeth and blood red eyes looked up from the bed. In one swift movement the newspaper came down sharply across it’s muzzle. “You know I don’t allow any of you on the bed!” cried Mr. Wharton as his other hand cracked the whip. The creature yelped hideously and slunk off whining into a dark corner where it sat staring malevolently at him.
Mr. Wharton went back out and looked into the kitchen. Mrs. Beaton was nowhere to be seen. He found a chewed up shoe and a torn apron by the open garden door suggesting she might have tried to flee. It was highly unlikely anyone could outrun the beast so those meager bits were probably all that was left of the poor woman. Mr. Wharton sighed. It’s not going to be easy finding another housekeeper he thought as he sat down at the table. He would have to deal with everything later. Right now he was pleased to see that the good woman had at least had time to lay out a tankard of ale beside a piece of her delicious pumpkin pie.
and here is another called Bean Sidhe
the runes of the gatekeeper's daughter- dedicated to Nick 
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An excellent story for Samhain, Cybele, and I love the ending. Wonderful photos but I think the magic shroomies is my favourite.
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ha glad you liked it!!!
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These photos are amazing, Cybele! Very creative, yet so artistic!
perfect for the horror story. 🙂
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🙂 love!! ( sorry I’m late!)
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Hi Cybele, Cheri here. First off…I loved your “wee” story for Samhain.
My sister witches are coming round this Sunday to celebrate this fall season. First we’ll make merkabas and then follow with warm pumpkin soup. Wish you could be here to join in. Halloween has a always been my favorite holiday. Although its changing those that you wrote about are still out there causing havoc among gatekeepers and others alike. Thanks for keeping them in line spiritually and thanks for writing. I love your work and your pictures are to die for. Also thanks for adding a link to my site. You are so kind. Happy Thanksgiving and I look forward to another great story from you soon.
In love and light, CB
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oh so pleased that you enjoyed it and keep me in spirit at your celebrations!! Sounds wonderful and I love pumpkin anything!Thanks Cheri!!
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All those photos are like in the horror movies 😱😱.. Excellent shot, Cybele. It really fits in Halloween time
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yay I hope so!! 😀 Good to hear from you my friend! ( I’m always behind these days)
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Mr. Wharton had his pumpkin pie and ate it too….Love your rendition of “My Street.”
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🙂 many thanks!!
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Love your haunting story and the magical mushrooms, Cybele. 🙂
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thanks Sylvia!! ( late as always lol)
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The mushrooms are magical!
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thank you Pam!
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What a wonderful story, with a surprise ending! I love it as well as your photos!
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thanks so much Patti!!
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What a great story for Halloween…. Mr. Wharton couldn´t care less at the end… ((well after all he had his pumpkin pie!)) 🙂
Love the artwork as well…. Wishing you a great weekend, dear Cybele.. Love across the miles! 😀 ❤
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so glad you enjoyed!! Love to you dear!!
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Happy hauntings to you! A grand tale if not a sad one for Mrs Beaton. Wonderful pics Cybele 🙂
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yayy!! thanks Julie!! 😀
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A deliciously haunting tell Cybele. Loved this story.
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thank you Renee!!! 😀
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Good housekeepers are hard to come by. Why, right now my living room is a mess and I can’t find any help. At least I can cook. Poor Mr Wharton. 🙄
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lol!! Glad you enjoyed!
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Gee, I was thinking of having some ale with my pumpkin pie tonight! Now I don’t know….
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haha!! Hope you had a good one!!
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All 3 images are lovely. Today I like the shrooms.
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Oh, poor Mrs Beaton. 😦 At least Mr. Wharton gets his meal for a day. It’s another worry that he’ll have to do a bit of searching work.
A gory tale for the perfect time.
Happy Halloween, to you Moon! 🙂
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haha glad you liked it Norma!! Happy Halloween!!
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A Halloween post bearing Cybele’s signature,even without your name I’d recognise it!
Felt a shiver down my spine while reading the story and viewing the magical photos.Stay well and keep spinning your tales,dear friend,We don’t celebrate Halloween in Greece,you know that,but from all the posts and photos I’ve seen I’ve attuned myself to the occasion,I’m surprised though that most people don’t go deep into the roots of the celebration … it’s just fun for them.
Well,wishing you the Welsh way; Happy Apple & Candle Night,Cybele 🙂 xxx
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oh I like that Doda! Apples and candles!! Thanks dear friend!
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🙂 xxx
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A deliciously dark story for Halloween Cybele, thank you for sharing that and those enchanted pictures 🙂
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so pleased you like it Andrea! 😀 thank you my friend!
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Happy Hauntings, Cybele ❤ Beautiful pictures, as always, I love the magic shroomies 🙂
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yayy thanks Moz!! 😀
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Great story! Poor Mrs. Beaton. I love your photos. Your street looks magical. Planned or not, I can just about make out a spectral just floating above the ‘shrooms. Or am I still in half sleep?! And your third one is definitely ghoulish! Happy Halloween!
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haha, so glad you like it Linda brhahaha. Yes that smoky brush I hoped would work on the mushrooms!! Thanks for popping by!
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I love popping by! I wouldn’t want to miss any of your posts! They’re always fun and fascinating! 😀
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yay!!
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Wow! I’m so happy reading this story. You know how I love such. The terrible sounds behind the closed door, the hideous thing in the bedroom, the chewed up shoe of Mrs. Beaton . . . and to make it really crazy Mr. Wharton is thinking of getting another housekeeper! Haha. Totally Halloween!
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I hoped you would like it, you master of horror !! 😀
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Wonderful stuff! Keep on keeping on! 🙂
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😀 many thanks Adrian!
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Lovely and great fungi too!
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thank you Paula!
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Seriously brilliant my darling. Love that ending!!! Happiest day to you in the finest Celtic tradition, oh little one who keeps all these things alive. Enjoy your street xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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and to you Shey!! Raise a glass for me and I will for you!!
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oooh xxxx Slnge x
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Poor Mrs Beaton! I love the story. I wonder if the creature brought any of its friends along – it would be quite the chore, catching them all…
Happy Halloween! 🎃
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😀 you too Anita!
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hehehe…….love it!
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I thought you might!! Thanks for popping by!!
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Wonderful story Cybele. Happy Halloween! 🙂
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thank you Maverick and you too!!
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seasoned
just right
for the season!
a distant memory
having partook
in the magic shroomies
from which mystical
stories arose 🙂
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indeed!! Thanks so much for your visit !! 😀
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Happy Halloween Hana! xx
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yayy and you too Deb!!
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excellent story & photos.
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many thanks! 😀
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. . . housekeepers don’t get paid enough, I always said . . .
A meaty Halloween offering to chew on. A howling good morsel of a tale.
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oh I’m so pleased you like it Emilio!!!
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