Sunday 17 April 2016

Elżbieta



"My friend and I were coming down from Highgate Village and we were really in a great mood.  We were not talking, just walking.  And we were walking down, having just passed the north gate, when we both saw this scene of graves directly in front of us.  And the graves were opening up; and the people were rising . . . "


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