The park of death

The dark of the night smirked as I walked through the old and abandoned park near the cemetery. The broken branches cackled under my feet as I walked, it was a cold winter night and I could not  more than my arms because a thick sheet of fog had engulfed the park ahead of me. The wind howled and the branches of lifeless trees shook as if shivering due to fear. The park was a century old and people say before it was abandoned, the park was the most captivating part of the city. The grass was as green as emeralds and the roses that bloomed that bloomed on the rose fence around the park were as red as rubies, now it was like a crooked,thorny fence and the grass was black and prickly like needles.
The pond in the park used to have water that shimmered like diamonds and strive with underwater life, now it was like a lifeless granite slab in the dark.I looked up at the sky not a star in sight.
But there was still beauty in the park. The grace in which the trees stood and the beauty in which the park was planned.
I sighed and turned around to leave, I wondered how would shifting my residence leave a park in such a condition.
I opened the cold metal gates of my house as the hinges shrieked.

my pet raven,Nightmare greeted me with a caw. Her beak gleamed in the moonlight, I opened my coffin and lay down recollecting my experiences in the park a century ago and comparing them from my recent walk. I shut my eyes and fell into a death like sleep,with the dreams that could haunt ones life for eternity