pumpkin head
I love this time of the year, when night falls early, the darkness prevails and the trees sway to the dance of the wind as the leaves fall, tumbling down.
I love the cool breeze, painting the wildest storms with tranquility.
I love its chilling fickle nature, not knowing when it will swirl and roll and spook again.
I love its weight pulling me down deep into the dark where even the most ghoulish creatures are a welcome stay.

Happy All Hallows’ Eve!

Hocus Pocus

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