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Come Halloween
Come Halloween! O Halloween! We hide in the shadows no longer. For this is our time to revel and rollick in the fast-slipping twilight and don the cloaks of hallowed ones who have journeyed before us at the end of the harvest and the thinning of the veils between the Otherworld and ours that shake the souls and frighten the hearts of those unwilling to welcome the night in which the sacrosanct and profane duel unrelentless in their unseen and spiritual bouts from minute to hour, from door to door from field to forest, from fire to ashes stirred by the wind and pummeled by the rain until all is melded and finally dissolved into the darkest dark of the night without stars, without moon without the flicker of candles lit over and over against the blackness of space fearing the knock on the door, the rattle of the window the shaking of the floor, the shadows on the wall, the tingle on the flesh, the creaking of the stairs the rap on the table, the howl of the unknown the sound of voices whispering ethereal words that echo like ripples on a hidden stream in a hidden dale beyond the reach of all who await the approaching dusk to revel and rollick and don the cloaks at the end of the harvest and the thinning of the veils when we do say, Come Halloween! O Halloween!
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