Churchyards
It was a popular belief that churchyards were favorite haunting grounds for ghost. The belief was vividly fueled by imagination that the ghosts are spirits hoovering over their buried bodies.
There were almost certainly dozens of country churchyards at ground level below me, but I had no intention of writing elegies on the impermanence of human endeavour. My relationship with death is more immediate and less abstract.
According to others it protected churchyards from the demonic arts of these vile creatures. Certainly it was of use to the third with in Macbeth, who employed among other charm ingredients 'slips of yew, sliver'd in the moon's eclipse.
The young student in Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley's romance of that name (1818), a classic horror story. Frankenstein made a soulless monster out of corpses from churchyards and dissecting rooms and endued it with life by galvanism.
This ethereal corpse remains near the dense one, and they disintegrate together; clairvoyants see these ethereal wraiths in churchyards, sometimes showing likeness to the dead dense body, sometimes as violet mists or lights.
 See also: Death, World, Craft, Spirit, Sacred
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