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Inktober/Drawtober Day 29: Massive Ghosts 👻😱
Sta.sh issue still isn’t fixed and I’m in a “massive” cross-posting rush, but thanks to a little Haunted Mansion inspiration I’m pretty happy with this one! 😄
If you want to know more DeviantArt still gives me way more characters for my thoughts:
Inktober/Drawtober Day 29: Massive Ghosts by MysticSparkleWings on DeviantArt
CHRIS & COSEY // DANCING GHOSTS [ELEMENTAL 7, 1984]
get loose
Die Standuhr - Witch Marie & Friends 🎃
Bei Marie in der Stube steht eine alte Standuhr. Sie ist schon alt und muss einmal jede Woche aufgezogen werden. Sie hat diese Standuhr von ihrem Grossvater geerbt. Zur vollen Stunde schlägt das Uhrwerk mit dumpfem Ton und bei Mitternacht ertönt eine seltsame Melodie. Geister aus längst vergangener Zeit kommen aus der Standuhr heraus und tanzen zu der eigenartigen Musik.
Anmerkung: Mit diesem Song habe ich schon ein ganzes Album erstellt, ich nenne es 'Marie's Dance Explosion vol. 1' 😉 Nun mache ich eine Pause und arbeite an meiner Ostergeschichte weiter. Aber natürlich mache ich wieder neue Musikvideos mit der singenden Hexe Marie. Hierzu frage ich euch ob ihr weitere Musikvideos sehen/hören wollt.
Mein Liedtext: [Intro] In the corner stands an old grandfather clock, Dusty face and hands that never stop. Once a week you wind its fragile heart, Then step back as the shadows start.
[Verse 1] Every hour comes a muted chime, Muffled echoes slipping out of time. Cobwebs shimmer in the fading light, Whispers gather at the edge of night.
[Chorus] Grandfather clock, sing your haunted tune, Turn back the years beneath the broken moon. Tick and tock, where yesterday still lives, Time won’t forget, and it never forgives.
[Verse 2] When it’s midnight, something comes alive, Hidden gears and distant days revive. From the hollow inside, a melody crawls, Painting moving figures on the walls.
[Bridge] Ghosts of ages past step through the frame, Calling every silent memory by name. Round and round they dance, they spin and sway, To the song of hours long decayed away.
[Verse 3] From the swinging pendulum they rise, Ancient sorrow flickering in their eyes. Through the cracking glass they slip and glide, To the peculiar music trapped inside.
Euer Heinz Zysset 😊
Dies und mehr: https://www.deviantart.com/heinz7777
Pic of the Day (or night?)
Pic of the Day (or night?)
Astronomers have observed what they have dubbed “dancing ghosts” deep in space for the first time. These cosmic dance partners are actually clouds of electrons shaped into being by the intergalactic winds of two supermassive black holes about a billion light-years apart. Awesome!
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