You can check Sue’s original post on this week’s photo challenge here:
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/3193846/posts/1313627084
There should be some really interesting entries this week, so much to see in the picture and ponder over!
Here’s mine.
The Grandfather Clock stood silently in the corner.
It had stopped at a quarter to midnight, as depicted by the cute little moon and sun on the inner dial which reflected night, not day.
The steps into the basement weren’t quite steep enough to warrant additional aid to climb or descend, even for small legs.
It was cool down there too.
Probably why everything was in such good condition, as if time had stood still.

The suit of armour had stood sentry behind the pillar, unseen from the top of the stairs during their game.
It was also a good hiding place, one where no-one would ever find him.
And no-one did.
None of the older children had dared to venture downstairs, afraid of ghost stories told in the dark or half-light of Restless Spirits and the Undead.
With the innocence of the child he was, he had clambered inside, wrapped his noo-noo round himself and fallen asleep.

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