A large black silhouette behind a window. Motionless, but it was there, watching. I was petrified. I tried to see in that figure some distinctive feature, something that would allow me to identify it, but it was just a huge black silhouette in human form. Inside the house there should be a thick darkness... but that silhouette seemed very big. It couldn't belong to a woman, it had to be a very tall and burly man. It was too far away to see his face. The figure didn't move. It seemed very static. It gave me the creeps. I looked around the rest of the house for anything out of the ordinary, but nothing. Melancholy was still playing. That figure was not playing the piano... and yet it was still playing. The melody was still a mystery. The figure was no longer at the window. It was one floor higher, next to the window. How had it come up so quickly? The silhouette was in the room with the sheet music. The large window gave me a better view of the silhouette. It was gigantic, almost as tall as the glass. I felt watched. I didn't like the figure being there. The moonlight was intense. However, the figure still looked black, as if it was in the shadows.
A large black silhouette behind a window. Motionless, but it was there, watching. I was petrified. I tried to see in that figure some distinctive feature, something that would allow me to identify it, but it was just a huge black silhouette in human form. Inside the house there should be a thick darkness... but that silhouette seemed very big. It couldn't belong to a woman, it had to be a very tall and burly man. It was too far away to see his face. The figure didn't move. It seemed very static. It gave me the creeps. I looked around the rest of the house for anything out of the ordinary, but nothing. Melancholy was still playing. That figure was not playing the piano... and yet it was still playing. The melody was still a mystery. The figure was no longer at the window. It was one floor higher, next to the window. How had it come up so quickly? The silhouette was in the room with the sheet music. The large window gave me a better view of the silhouette. It was gigantic, almost as tall as the glass. I felt watched. I didn't like the figure being there. The moonlight was intense. However, the figure still looked black, as if it was in the shadows.
A large black silhouette behind a window. Motionless, but it was there, watching. I was petrified. I tried to see in that figure some distinctive feature, something that would allow me to identify it, but it was just a huge black silhouette in human form. Inside the house there should be a thick darkness... but that silhouette seemed very big. It couldn't belong to a woman, it had to be a very tall and burly man. It was too far away to see his face. The figure didn't move. It seemed very static. It gave me the creeps. I looked around the rest of the house for anything out of the ordinary, but nothing. Melancholy was still playing. That figure was not playing the piano... and yet it was still playing. The melody was still a mystery. The figure was no longer at the window. It was one floor higher, next to the window. How had it come up so quickly? The silhouette was in the room with the sheet music. The large window gave me a better view of the silhouette. It was gigantic, almost as tall as the glass. I felt watched. I didn't like the figure being there. The moonlight was intense. However, the figure still looked black, as if it was in the shadows.
a silhouette of a woman in a window
a silhouette of a woman looking out of a window
a silhouette of a person standing in front of a window
a silhouette of a person standing in front of a window