That is a beautiful piece of writing. We lived in a 100 year old house and there was ghost who inhabited it with us. I felt it most in the scary, dirt floor basement, with the dark cavity leading to the crawl space. My cats relentlessly scratched at the door to the basement, and I would smell cigarette smoke in the air when I moved from room to room. That is, until I told him I didn't appreciate him smoking around me. I never smelled it again. I wasn't afraid of this entity, yet there was a distinct feeling of despair that permeated the house.
That is a beautiful piece of writing. We lived in a 100 year old house and there was ghost who inhabited it with us. I felt it most in the scary, dirt floor basement, with the dark cavity leading to the crawl space. My cats relentlessly scratched at the door to the basement, and I would smell cigarette smoke in the air when I moved from room to room. That is, until I told him I didn't appreciate him smoking around me. I never smelled it again. I wasn't afraid of this entity, yet there was a distinct feeling of despair that permeated the house.