Spoopy Poetry Thread
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Below forgotten forests,
They sing in darkness, growing.
Enter now their dwellings,
The roots their language,
Each stone a rune,
Meaning not lost, eternal.
Ever changing, ever there.
The earth their book,
No tools of stone,
No work, no carving.
Look not for markings.
The Work is done
Everywhere, around you,
Look not for markings,
The stones their children.
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Nope. Nope nope fucking nope nope, /x/, Jesus Christ. The weirdest fucking shit just happened to me
>be 19 year old still living with mum and dad because neet
>dad goes out for random walks pretty much every night around midnight
>leave door unlocked for dad and go to bed. I live in the countryside so it's virtually risk-free
>mums already asleep in her room
>3am, few hours later
>wake up to loud as fuck repeated knocking on the door
>"shit, am I about to be raided or some fucking bullshit?"
>realise dads due back around this time! probably hasn't even tried opening the door the stupid fuck
>go downstairs, find the door locked from the inside
>check outside, all around garden and down the street, see nothing
>"dad must've come in and locked the door, I guess I missed him"
>shout him through window just in case
>hear a whistle from around 300 meters away
>couple minutes later, dad walks in, knowing absolutely nothing about the banging on the door! there was nobody around and from where he was when it happened! he'd have seen anyone in our garden
>mum heard the knocking too. Also, the fucking door locked itself, so there's that