The little girl in her velvet cloak
skipped along the cobbled street.
Her lantern flickered, casting devilish shadows
on the ancient cathedral walls.
"Shall we peek inside?" she giggled,
unaware of the whispered secrets within.
The door yawned, an unkempt portal to forgotten dreams...
Never Formed
The Hidden Door
Above, the crows wheeled and watched
their black eyes like cold touch upon her back.
"Just a game, just a game," she sang,
her voice mingling with the history's echos.