Tag: Architheming
Savannah
The city of Savannah has long been considered one of our most haunted cities.
The crisp fall air sends a shiver down your spine as we encounter some of Savannah’s residents.
The Kehoe House once was home to an unfortunate pair of twins. Their voices can be heard and on occassion, if you’re lucky, a door may open by itself.
A stately southern city, ornate and fancifully dressed, is home to legends and heroes.
Pirates once called this place home. Legend says that the inspiration for R.L. Stevenson’s Treasure Island came form here. Some say the demented Captain Flint died screaming for more rum.
Another city exists just outside city limits. One surrounded by majestic oaks draped in spanish moss.
The Garden of Good and Evil is a place where living and dead commune.
The residents of Bonventure Cemetaryinclude founding fathers, patriots and even composer Johnny Mercer.
Once the site of a grand southern plantation, during a racous dinner party the house caught fire. As any good host would do, the partiers grabbed their plates and silverware and moved outdoors, as the house burned down to the ground the party continued on. Listen closely and you may hear the sounds of revellers smashing their wine glasses against the trees.
Some believe they are still very much living around us.
Lives cut short, can leave the soul wanting to hang around. Some say that the life sized statue weeps.
Don’t be surprised if you feel as if you are being watched.
Haunts of Charleston
The streets of America’s ancient cities are populated with the living and the dead. Such is the case of Charleston, South Carolina
City streets are prowled by the living during the day, and by the dead at night
A city full of secret gardens
and theatrical nightmares
deserted alleyways are home to re-enactments of death
Churches provide solace and haven
Cities of the dead exist side by side
Waiting for the undead to visit
In Search of the Yeti
The land of enchantment holds both magic and terror. The abandoned remains of temples, offer clues to the long lost inhabitants. But the question remains as to why they left.
Long silenced bells, hang quietly in the air, waiting for a chance to ring out. Do they tell of joy and celebration or send a warning ?
The craftsmanship of the people is overwhelmingly beautiful and complex.
What could have caused everyone to vanish so suddenly ?
Could the carvings in this temple offer a clue ?
Darkness falls and the mountain winds cry
Are shadows moving along the mountain ?




































