This is my entry for Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo prompt. #writephoto. For the visually challenged writers, the image shows a suit of armour festooned in cobwebs, standing against a wood-panelled wall .
Sir Reginald Farquharson, late, ( very late, at least two hundred years late. ) Of this parish was well aware what day it was. The children of the house had been busy this afternoon. They had put a white lacey shift under his armour and covered him in cobwebs!
Now he had learned over the recent years that these were what were called fake. These cobwebs and had nothing to do with spiders. No these ones came out of what was called an airosol with a load pisssssh! The first time they had sprayed him with cobwebs had been twenty years ago …..he had thought it the work of the devil. He had got used to it now.
He had found it embarrassing at first when it had been oil to stop him squeaking and grating. Then it was polish to keep him shining and finally it was cobwebs.
The children of the house were highly excited all day. Decorating the grand hall and painting themselves too.
Finally the house was quiet and even the adults had gone to bed. Reginald stood silent in the corner waiting for his guests to arrive. As always non the dot of 3 am the windows and doors flew open and in came his guests! Witches, Ghosts, Ghouls, Wizards, Knights , Damsels, Sprites and Devils all arrived.
Reginald loved Halloween it was one of the three times a year that he was whole again, body reunited with spirit… He smiled at Lady Morgana as she approached him with two glasses of Meade. Oh!yes he loved Halloween.
I have not worked this photo into my ongoing saga this week . My head is simply not in the right place. Apologies to all the saga should be back next week. Also I apologise for this not being a very good post .