FANTASTIC short story. I love a good White Lady story!
Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite In the church-way paths to glide. - William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dreamwhile at the Halloween Ball, Wilbur Kincade sees a vision of loveliness from across the room. to his surprise, she glides ov...
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