There's something dying on my attic steps.

No. I don’t think I could have overlooked an escaped convict up there.

I wonder what Madison Hurd’s parents would think if they knew that almost 200 years after their son’s death, thousands of people would still be reading about him.

Yeah maybe. It certainly is similar. Keep in mind that it was the middle of the night, I wasn’t fully awake and my memory of the event is fading.

Still, I think that the mystery is solved.

I thought maybe it was a Raccoon and went looking for a sound file.

Rule 34 sickeningly and grotesquely proven once again.

I knew that would be it.

Nice. Very Poeian. Poeish. Poesque. Oh, whatever!

(Maybe Poetic…)

The Rhythmic Creation of Beauty.

lovely poem. perhaps it soothed the restless soul.

Or attracted it away from…

Ah, who IS Maddie Hurd?

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D’oh! Sorry I missed that. :smack:

Hmm. First time I noticed that Madison was a he. Oops.

perhaps that is what soothed the spirit? he felt he should have been a she?

and a bit chilling for a 13 yo to find the stone for a 10yo. those sort of things do keep you up at night wondering at the universe.

did the hist. society know the cause of death?

He heard a strange noise in his attic and went up to investigate it.