KL Caley is our hostess for the Thursday Writephoto challenge, and this week our picture is supplied by Geoff Le Pard.
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a green man (with the traditional leaves for his hair) emerging from a bricked up tunnel.
The Wraith had no concept of time, then or now, just darkness.
He had emerged, temporarily blinded, into a world totally unfamiliar and shook his head in disbelief.
Things had changed.
Shadowed skeletal structures greeted him.
The words on the wall of his tomb were meaningless.
Bones of both animal and human origin lay bleached on the cold barren landscape.
The sky was an angry grey, the wind kicking tumbleweed aimlessly to nowhere, the light provided by a watery sun as if sheltered behind a pool of tears.
He had sworn he would return to exact his revenge but something had beaten him to it.
There was nothing.
Man had expired himself.
He turned tail and retreated back into his prison, which was now his sanctuary.