Abandoned Waverly Hills Sanatorium (Roadkill Society Prompt) Through the woods the sun seems lower. Shadows grow longer, and deeper,while solar rays blast past trees,with no leaves. The road to the hill top winds.Curving like a snake waiting to consume,amongst the darkening trees,with no leaves. The broken road explodes clear,into a parking lot of shattered rock,whereContinue reading “The Sanatorium On The Hill”