At rest, never at peace...

Bryce 7 pro:

Deep within the dark, cold ground,
a silver casket keeps him bound,
walk too close you'll hear the scratching,
the horrid sound of frenzied gnashing,
as he tries, tries and tries again,
to find his way back to the world of men,
to repay the debt of blood and rage,
written darkly on his soul's page,
his eternal struggle will never cease,
he may be at rest, but he's never at peace.

The grave is a hypnagogia freebie available at ShareCG.

=GypsyH is in the hospital and my kid's maternal Grandmother got abulanced there tonight with a possible heart attack, so I am unable to sleep, raging like animal, but with no outlet for the anger and fear as there is no guilty party in either case.