Happy National Donut Day from the Davis Graveyard
Harold the Gravedigger squinted through the pre-dawn mist. A low, guttural groan echoed through the Davis Graveyard, sending a shiver down his spine. Not the usual mournful sighs of the restless dead, no. This was a sound more…sugary. More…sprinkled. Harold gripped his shovel tighter. The rumors had begun a week ago – whispers of a giant, sentient donut rolling through the cemetery at night, leaving a trail of sticky frosting and disembodied sprinkles in its wake. Tonight, he'd finally catch the culprit red-handed (or, should he say, red-glazed?). As the groan grew louder, a monstrous shape lumbered out of the fog. It was a donut, alright, but colossal. Its glazed surface shimmered under the moonlight, studded with malevolent chocolate chips and a single, menacing gumball eye. A chorus of disembodied moans rose from the disturbed graves as the donut flattened several headstones with an indifferent squish. Harold, adrenaline coursing through him, charged. "Hey, sprinkle-brained...
great pics! especially like the first one...very cool!
ReplyDeleteAwwww, poor baby's!!!! Cute, but I feel sorry for them! giggle
ReplyDeleteThat's just awesome! A Blessed & Happy New Year to you!
ReplyDeleteLooks great. I think the skellie likes the snow. Looks so relaxed.
ReplyDeleteIn October its expected, but I can only imagine what the people driving through town during the holidays think when they see skeletons frozen to the benches lol..
ReplyDeleteBrrrrrr. . at least put some wooly scarves on them! Red would be striking! (no fringe though. .they don't look like fringe type skellys) Along with black fedoras! How classy is that? lol
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