lighthouse, yes!
She stood under the entranceway, her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness of the tower. Her breath was heavy and the fear that had been running threw her made her place a hand on her knee to steady herself. The storm crashed and boomed behind her, still making her flinch at the sound.
The second passed, allowing her to scan her eyes over the round building. It looked secure and steady, having experienced so many other and more furious storms. A hand stay against the lighthouse’s stonewall, keeping her balanced, as she timidly explored.
The voice came to her, right after a chorus of thunder an d a flash of light that shown through the arched door way. She hadn’t noticed that he stood there, his figure looking like nothing more then ghost. His grey coloring blended against the dark atmosphere.
He scared her, taking her heavy breath away in a flash. Eyes staring she didn’t know if he was real or just a shadow, or a specter searching for a soul to steal. She sqinted, searching in the dark and hoping that it was just another wolf looking for a haven from the storm.
“Ah, hello?” her voice was quiet and unsure. It was crazy to see ghosts, and even more insane to talk to them. |