The deads from the fields of “ The Great War” wouldn’t dare to call the commander a soft man. But the whole world cried with James when he mourned at his lover’s grave. The red moon took pity and granted Grace a hollow body, but for one night every year. From then on, when Winter only lays down a layer of her foggy skirt, the lovers meet in solitude, hiding from the preying eyes - Wari Christian Cemetery in 1919
A short short story by @phooltookie
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#dhaka #halloween #halloween2017 #illustration #art #artoninstagram #bangladesh #fullmoon #purandhaka #olddhaka #worldwar1 #thegreatwar #ghost #haunted #graveyard #instaart (at Christian cemetery, Dhaka)