DO NOT JUDGE ME MORE THAN A fellow man who expresses his labour through hard sweat and brawn. Would such a man ever face the eternal battle I have fought each day? Would I have followed my kin than answer the call___ Why have you abandoned me?<\/span><\/p>\n Haunt me if you must, for your presence terrifies me while lurking in dark shadows. Can you not grant me mercy from all I see with your eyes? What more must I endure when I see what you see? Do you not observe that I wander far from those I have abandoned? I have become a hermit, complete with a lantern, held high, searching in more ways than you know for the light.<\/span><\/p>\n To whom it may concern, I have little time to write a warning for those sceptical as I was. Much should be learnt from ancient tales expressed in romantic prose, for I did not take heed of the duality of nature. Do not dismiss these words, for they may protect you should you come by a fate witnessed by this writer.<\/span><\/p>\n Heed the warning these ancient signs foretell, for it is the hour.<\/span><\/p>\n Allow me, good people, an audience with you. I speak to you in all hope that you may save yourselves. In days approaching, they will enter from violent storms and electrical disturbances beyond what you have witnessed before; they will materialise from a supernatural vortex.<\/span><\/p>\n At the fading of the light, the drawing of a heavy grey veil darkens shadows and snuffs out the light. They will come. I plead with you all that this is no ramblings of a madman. I pray none of you are damned through ignorance. Please, I implore you and all that will hear my message. Understand and do not dismiss my words.<\/span><\/p>\n As they come closer, their growing intense presence is felt within the closeness and stillness of a charged night. Be cautious when a thunderstorm gathers across the land, its deep subliminal vibrations shaking our inner core. For it will do. I know it will.<\/span><\/p>\n All places on land succumb. Know this. One and all are vulnerable to a weakening of their vibration. Fear grows ignited by the lightning, the boom of thunder, and the roar of a wild wind.<\/span><\/p>\n Heed the warning that such a night is at its height from fear, brought to the forefront of the minds of mortals.<\/span><\/p>\n People do not seek out spectral forms. For they will seek you always. Such is the case when imagination gets the better of you when fear overwhelms all rationale.<\/span><\/p>\n Be mindful of the storm ghosts, fated creatures appearing suddenly in the quickness of a lightning flash. They all stand ready, illuminated, wide-eyed, drawn, gaping mouths dropped open.<\/span><\/p>\n Know their immediate appearance when the lights flicker. And, in a darkened room and closed eye, when a sudden flash of light flashes on and off, they are now here.<\/span><\/p>\n The lost crew from storm sunken sea ships, phantoms washed up by raging storms revisiting old haunts.<\/span><\/p>\n Know one thing to see one is to carry its haunting. It remains an entity attachment, seeking forever to prolong its fear so that it may exist alongside you.<\/span><\/p>\n Know this as well, for although touched by the fearful haunting, its presence within you awakens awareness and heightened senses, part of the realm beyond the veil of death.<\/span><\/p>\n If you experience a strange insight, wakefulness beyond the physical realm, ask yourself, would you seek help and return to a state you would describe as blindness…<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Typed from original handwritten diary entry.<\/p>\n -end-<\/span><\/p>\n back to previous episode<\/a><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/the-storm-ghosts-1.png\")
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