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...
Sending good thoughts! Hope all goes well!
ReplyDeleteI love this graveyard. There are great natural settings here, I live fairly close to where the Hammer movies were shot, yet they do zilch about it.
ReplyDeleteFinger crossed. Wish I could see it.
ReplyDeleteHope everything goes good! Have fun!
ReplyDeleteI am in AWE, as always!!! Fantastic shots of your haunt. It has truly turned out wonderfully, and y'all have once again outdone yourselves!!!
ReplyDeleteGah! Those photos are great. PLEASE get some video!!!!
ReplyDeleteFantastico!
ReplyDeleteGoodluck
ReplyDeleteJust amazing!
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