I will tell you of the time I felt
a tingle down my spine
my breath caught in a knot upon my throat
the wispy white puff of cloud escaping me, fleeing
the chill in the air spreading slowly down to my toes
and a soft hand grasping my arm, tugging me
speaking in hushed tone, warning not to go forth
there be danger beyond that door.
I have told you of the night
the night I felt a tug and heard a voice
warning of danger
and when I turned –
there be nothing but air beside me
yet the grasp remained still


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