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New Month's Eve -- Spirits in the Night
Hallowe'en.
A dark, chilly October night. Stars shining brilliantly from their vast, cloudless bed of sky. The wind sending rattling breaths through the skeletal trees, casting off any straggling leaves to flutter limply to the ground.
Howls, moans, and cackles, whispers -- imagined, remembered, and yet to be heard -- tumbling through the air, knocking into each other and mingling with the wind. The air is alive with them -- unliving, but certainly not dead. All around, and thoroughly inescapable for I can sense that I am one with them, and so is everyone around me. We were one long long ago, and, when the time comes we will be one for ever more.
This New Month's Eve, I could not ignore the paranormal traditions of the day. So I built a tunnel in a pile of leaves, set candles inside, and sat by the entrance to this fabulous structure all night, inviting anyone and everyone -- and everything -- to come in and reflect with me in the flickering warmth.
New Month's Eve -- Spirits in the Night
Hallowe'en.
A dark, chilly October night. Stars shining brilliantly from their vast, cloudless bed of sky. The wind sending rattling breaths through the skeletal trees, casting off any straggling leaves to flutter limply to the ground.
Howls, moans, and cackles, whispers -- imagined, remembered, and yet to be heard -- tumbling through the air, knocking into each other and mingling with the wind. The air is alive with them -- unliving, but certainly not dead. All around, and thoroughly inescapable for I can sense that I am one with them, and so is everyone around me. We were one long long ago, and, when the time comes we will be one for ever more.
This New Month's Eve, I could not ignore the paranormal traditions of the day. So I built a tunnel in a pile of leaves, set candles inside, and sat by the entrance to this fabulous structure all night, inviting anyone and everyone -- and everything -- to come in and reflect with me in the flickering warmth.