Thoughts.

back-lit by a ball of light that passes as the moon and lays me bare against the world but they’re all too drunk to see

Reluctant partners in this, yet to come to terms with, death thing.

“My lunar sisters”, said the High Priestess of the moon, raising her silver staff high in the air, “On Halloween, this glorious night, we are able once more to feel the autumn chill upon our che

It was a Halloween morning, many Yesterdays ago when ,as their mother carved crescent moons and stars into the shell of a hollow pumpkin; Lilly, Rose and Violet, wearing orange pumpkin flowers in thei

Once upon a time, many Yesterdays ago, a young nobleman entered the magical forest blowing a rams horn and shouting ‘Huloo!’

The arrow that had struck George in the chest was dangling loosely. He noticed the direction of Jennifer Jane’s look and laughed.