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Full Story for Halloween 2011

on October 28, 2011 - 10:32am
A creature of darkness tired of working for death. He sought an existence the opposite of the world he knew.
 
Love.

But what is it? How to attain it? The living held the secret. So he studied their literature and observed their courting behaviour. He understood he needed a fiancee to shower in gifts (including the key to his heart). And in order for her to love him, he started gathering all the human elements of love: lips for love's first kiss; an ear where sweet nothings are whispered; a tongue that professes love; a nose to breathe in pheromones; fingers that caress; eyes to stare longingly; a brain for daydreams and romantic thoughts; a heart to give to her, and an extra in case the first should "break".

He found a house in a quiet neighbourhood which conveniently had a wife living in it. In his limited understanding of human custom, he grasped she couldn't marry him if she already had a husband unless he was given something called "divorce papers". He created a crude version with a simple statement and added his own wax initial (a gesture to make it official) though by that time, the marriage was technically over since the man no longer lived (better to be safe than sorry, he thought, apparently divorce indicates an ending to love while death has strange lingering romantic thoughts surrounding it).  

Months past. Still he courted (though now she was less of a woman and more of a corpse in the corner, but there are ways around human death for a ghoul like him. And he had all the ingredients he needed to keep her in his realm).

"It takes time to create a bond. I am patient. And isn't that a fine quality of love?"

And so he continues to court the corpse in the corner.

 

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
of those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: -
 
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: -
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling - my darling - my life and my bride

(The full set of Halloween photographs is in the Art Ghoullery)

Comments

Ali's picture

Excellent! That's one of the best shorts I've read!

Cat's picture

So romantic!

Dave the Dead's picture

What a morose and unique theme for a Halloween party. I would love to have been one of the lucky attendees to see your home in person. Your photos are fantastic. I know very few who can build a new theme each year from the ground up and execute it so well.
Well done!

Ghoul Friday's picture

Thanks Dave. Sometimes I think I'm crazy to build a new theme every year, but it's so much fun and I think I would get bored with the same items each year. I'll leave repetitiveness for Christmas ;) 

ShellHawk's picture

That was a wonderful story! I'm glad I finally got a chance to sit down and get caught up on your blog; I've been too busy and have missed checking in on you.

Happy post-Samhain. Miss you.

Scary Mrary's picture

What a great theme! Love the idea, so creative:) And a wonderful poem you made too!! Can just imagine that poor ghoul would have to wait for a while.. But what don't you do, for a taste of true love;)

Ghoul Friday's picture

Poem's not mine ;) That's Mr Poe. I just have good TASTE in poems! lol

Pam Morris's picture

somehow, I missed seeing these wonderful pics! beautiful work (REALLY like 'the suitor')!

Scary Mary's picture

Hahha I would say so!! And guess I'll have to read up on the Edgar poetry;) By the way, take it as a compliment!

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