In the stillness of the midnight air,
Shadows dance with gentle grace.
Whispers echo from the distant past,
In this haunted, timeless place.

Moonlight bathes the ancient trees,
Casting silhouettes on the ground.
A ghostly presence lingers near,
Where forgotten souls are found.

The wind carries secrets untold,
Murmurs of lives once lived.
In the quiet, they softly unfold,
The stories the night has to give.

Beneath the stars, the spirits roam,
In a world where time stands still.
They wander through the realms unknown,
In the silence of the hill.