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Soft whispers

A young man once spoke sweet nothings to his sweetheart while leaning on this gate. They dreamed together in soft whispers, talking for hours about their future life and the possibility of happy times to come.

Although many years have come and gone since that moment, I can still see the smiles, the sparkling glances, and the tender touch of young love. It’s as if a glimpse of life was recorded in the wood and stone.

Do you see their ghosts too? Or do you see nothing but a simple gate?

By Daniel MacKillican

Daniel MacKillican is a British writer, lucid dreamer, blogger, wine lover, and struggling yet optimistic indie author.

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