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No place worth knowing yields itself to demands, and those the least demanded may leave the most haunting entries within the journal of memory. Sometimes it is best to remain silent and quell those demands. Lest the walls have ears, or more so, tongues and prejudices.

The table was dusted in small shards of glass. In the darkness they glistened like fragmented constellations grasping the moon's faint aura. Only a faint murmur from the rooms upstairs broke through the cracked ceiling, almost hushed by the slow pulsing breeze that probed around the decaying sills. And each whisper deadened the uneasy breath that struggled from the faded armchair. A breath that listened and waited.

Far up in the furthest attic of the vast house music played. Strangely thinned at first, soon the childish chime of a music box wandered down the broad stairwell and caressed the air like the errant breeze. For a while the charming melody cajoled the chilled room but soon an exotic disonnance appeared, presaging something stark and primeval amongst the high rafters.

It wasn't long before it came. Footsteps gathered their pace and urgency. One moment they were kicking in anger in the distant garret, the next they were paused, creaking the floorboards at the head of the stairs. But their silence wasn't of inactivity, it was of attentativeness, searching. Now, a sense of anguish permeated the bones of the house. A staring, harrowing visage, like that of a savage beast, probed down as far as the dusty armchair. But it was unseen. An anger welled within the presence, but instead of unleashing its rage, it quickly withdrew to the attic again. And there it silenced the chime of the music as it listened once more.

The breath resumed from the armchair, tentatively at first, and a tired arm reached out to the faintly warm vestiges of the hearth. The breath formed ghostly condensations as it waited again, this time hoping the first tide of dawn would dispel it. And eventually, as sleep came, it would.

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Victorian Christmas Ghost Stories

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