The apprentice week four " The night before Halloween"

And the raven, never flitting,

still is sitting, still is sitting

On the pallid bust of Pallas

just above my chamber door.............

Nevermore

While I nodded, nearly napping,

suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping,

rapping at my chamber door.

For the rare and radiant maiden

whom the angels name Lenore -

And the silken sad uncertain rustling

of each purple curtain

Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic

terrors never felt before.

Edgar Allan Poe

These are my photos I used. Full moon last Friday, country side abandoned farm house,not real blood stains! acrylic paint on frosted glass, ravens - store display, rainy day in the country photographed while driving , vintage portrait