The Final Halloween page
You thought that it was time to go to bed? Wrong and right. The following felt like a dream, indeed, but it was real... Here comes a little story. Inspired by a fantasy movie.

The Mummy is gone and the crow has landed. The legend says:

People Once Believed that when a person died, a crow Carried their soul to the land of the dead. But some times, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it; and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes,just sometimes,The Crow can bring that soul back to make the wrong thing right...


The freedom of the soaring crow
that is my spirit looking below
As I sit and ponder past
how I finally smile at last
And in the present darkness we
smile for a while and make believe
With this crow my destiny lies
fore he does carry all thats inside
 




 

His black satin feathers and wise old eyes
only in this creatures disguise
I hide my heart, I hide my soul,
I hide my face until I grow
The crow will guide me, teach me how
to become myself and never look down
To be at peace to be as one
forever liking what I've become

In my life my crow and me
follow the path which carries me
Along the way, from time to time
moments shared are truely devine
Myself, this path, alone I must take
except for the crow which guides my fate
My shadow, myself as one are we
my crow and I forever we'll be.

- Sarah Anne Glenfield
- June 17th, 1996

It was pretty scary? Insane? Beautiful? Luckily, we have nightmares quite seldom, but sometimes they can turn to be quite realistic. The nightmares, they are inside all of us. My first Halloween night was strange. It gave us a change to bend our shapes, to create an illusion and to look the world from the another point of view.

The dream is over, or has it just begun? I hope you enjoyed so far, we did.

Special thanks for Achim for your awareness with your digital camera.

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3rd November 1999
JO
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