Thanks Nekneeraj for another fabulous image this week.
Her haunting music drifted across the dunes.
The wind caressed her footsteps to invisibility, her veil a whisper of silk in the moonlight.
Their spirits would follow, called by the gentleness of her mesmerizing melody.
They could not resist her, were not afraid to walk in her wake.
She was the Gatherer of Young Souls, the one to show them the way through the threshold to the After Life.