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...
Looking great, can't wait to see the new crypt all lit up. Question - what those little black platforms I've seen in some of the daytime and behind the scenes shots of the graveyard? One can be seen to the lower right of the new crypt in the above photo.
ReplyDeleteI was wondering who the guy with the shovel leaning up against the tree was. It took me a few moments...
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The yard is looking fantastic already!
Yes, I felt the ripple go through the universe -- a frisson, really. Have fun!
ReplyDeleteEven in daylights, it looks spooky.
ReplyDeleteAwesome. I love looking at Halloween decorations.
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