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Ghostly noises in the pre-dawn gloom. Entry for 55 word contest. |
| Black clouds scudded across the wintry sky in the gloom before dawn. Chill gusts tore at the dark figure on the castle battlements. A low moan began and increased through wailing screams and howls to a screeching crescendo. After a final, blood-curdling groan, the piper put away his bagpipes and went below for breakfast. |