The following story was sent in from Scottish Medieval Romance & Urban Fantasy author Terry Spear: When I was young, I devoured every ghost story I could, but I’d never come across any real ones. They were strictly fantasy. Have you ever encountered a ghost in your wanderings? I have...but the first one wasn't the usual human type spirit though. Here I was, sleeping on a cold night with our Army ROTC cadets on the rocky ground in Palo Duro Canyon. But not sleeping exactly. Everyone else was, but I'm born of the Princess and the Pea blood...which means, anything can bruise me. So the lumpy, rocky ground kept me awake, the cold, the sounds in the night, the breeze stirring over the cliffs, the thought rattlesnakes, or tarantulas, or scorpions would seek heat would find their way into my sleeping bag, kept me awake. I stared at the sky that stretched forever. The Texas sky does, you know. In other places, mountains and trees and buildings might break up the sky, but no