A Lepidoptera and a frightfully good read !!

Moonlight casts a long shadow, and as I sit near the window, book in hand, a flash of motion outside rivets my attention. Having seen nothing, I determine that it must be a night-shadow cast about by the moon. Without my prompting, my eyes slowly shift back and forth, window to book. Satisfied then that my imagination, and nothing more, has been sparked, I settle into the open page set before me.

I suppose reading Dan Simmons’ The Terror (historical supernatural horror into the 1840s Franklin expedition and it's doomed search for the Northwest Passage), doesn’t help the fright factor any. I know.

There it is again! Movement from the periphery vision! Suddenly, something flutters into the lighted window as if drawn there. Quickly, I turn off my lamp and focus on the sound allowing me to see in the dark.

Of course, I conjure up a scary beast, and the adrenalin that floods my brain is telling my eyes that they see stiletto teeth bared into a grimace instead of the soft winged moth that flutters against a closed window.

My imagination, a dark night, and the dread of a good horror story…… boo!