The Eyes in the Hall

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The day was windy

cold

and overcast

inspiring the pursuit

of shelter

across the moat

through

the great doors

and into the warmth

of

Oxburgh Hall

on the walls within

eyes were watchful

.

.

observing the comings and goings

sayings and doings

of all those who entered their home

painted reflections

of those past

reflecting upon

those present

I wonder what they’re thinking

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“Miracles do not happen:”—’t is plain sense, If you italicize the present tense; But in those days, as rare old Chaucer tells, All Britain was fulfilled of miracles. So, as I said, the great doors opened wide. In rushed a blast of winter from outside, And with it, galloping on the empty air, a great green giant on a great green mare.”
― Thomas Malory

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