Soon a gloomy churchyard loomed give an eccentric panorama.The ramshackle graves and the undulating land manifested the ancient essence of the cemetery while the bristling bushes and the towering impenetrable trees which kept much of the place in their untimely shadow ,explained the rest.The unkempt grass and the overgrown weeds presented an over whelming affair.The mouldy tombstones of random heights ,each offered an indifferent style ,unlike of all the common churchyards.On some tombstone under heaps of snow lay flowers lank and dead as if kept ages ago and turning away in to dust.The whimsical writings engraved upon the graves related the details of those burried deep underneath the damp earth.Furthermore dust had encouraged the growth of algae where spiders and web had resumed their acquainted dominanace.Constant weathering had discoloured brass and silver platings upon the tombstones which feebly reflected oil lamp lights ,that hung over the bent,musty barks by dust encrusted chains .The silver mist which seemed to be rising from the damp earth had aggravated the already prevailing supernatural presence among the woods.The cicadas chirped under the shrivelled leaves in frustration over the dishevelled and irrisistible atmosphere.The distressed owls hooted as they shuffled restlessly in their damp nests which evidently showed that they were waiting in apprehension for this sordid night to tick away.The wind whistled through the leaves as the twisted barks smashed in to each other threateningly