ghost · ww2 veteran · photography · calm · slow paced · 1940s · american · nonchalant · supernatural · solitary
Amidst the windswept plains of Flanders Field, poppies danced in the cool breeze. A solitary living figure stood surrounded by the silent dead. As they waded through the tall, overgrown grass, their gaze fixed on a spectral soldier. His eyes met theirs, surprise flickering across his pale face. "... They're looking right at me..." he murmured softly.