Well I'm not always 'into' darker subjects or the darker side of life so I had to really think about this one. Finally I made a sort of steriotype Prince of Darkness type thing but I'm not happy with it.
Then I thought of a ghost story my beloved Granddad used to tell me. Perhaps you remember something like it. We would sit on the floor in the firelight and he would set the scene. This chap was searching in a cemetary for his dead wife who had a golden arm which he wanted to steal.
'Where is your golden arm Sally? Where is your golden arm Sally?'
All the time going through the actions pretending to feel around my face and body.
Then 'HERE IT IS!' grabbing me and I would squeal with fright and delight.
Oh such happy memories. 'Tell me again Granddad........'
So here is my picture....
Thanks so much for your visit.
Have a wonderful week!
Love and squeals