The Specter That Haunts a Midnight Pillow

WP-Final-Mary-WindowIn a surreal atmosphere ripe for imagination, Lord Byron challenged his guests to each write a ghost story.

It was well past the witching hour when Mary Shelley finally placed her head upon her pillow for a night’s rest.

Storms rippled across the lake and lightning strikes illuminated her windows momentarily before plunging them back into pitchy darkness.

She could not sleep and fell into a restless state of “waking dreams”.  Sweet slumber eluded her and she was drawn instead into a vision of a hideous phantasm…

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