noise-haunted

Updated: May 13, 2025

Come along though, I'll see you home, if I may, my rooms are somewhere down your street." Joan lay awake long after she had got into bed, and when she did at last drop off to sleep it was to dream strange, noise-haunted dreams, that brought her little rest. It was morning, for a faint golden light was invading the room, when she woke to find Fanny standing at the foot of the bed.

Margaret Peterson - To Love