Re: Creepy Pics.
I remember visiting a tiny cemetery years ago. It was on a hilltop in the middle of nowhere, with nothing but scrubby hills in all directions, as far as you could see. Somewhere out there was a flock of sheep. Their vocalizations carried on the wind right across the cemetery. They sounded like human children, but wrong. It was the perfect environment in which to view the century-old headstones of people who died very young. Awesomely creepy.