Halloween Trickery

In the full moon’s mystic frame an alien wolf in silhouette howls, in the diabolical stillness a tall figure in black cloak comes out through the spiked rusty gate of the castle perched on smoky hill. Arms stretched wide he wafts in the air like a hooded black bird, like the Count used to do in Transylvania, as the age-old story goes. When the moon hovers over the canopy of the starless slate sky, I see paralyzed, the dark figure standing in shade outside my door, cold blue gleam of the Halloween night feasting on the ashen face. Fearing abduction I find myself clasped in his arms of trickery, with cautionary eyes glaring, and fangs piercing gory lips pressed on my jugular vein, in hoarse voice he says “your blood I will sip, you’ll be one of my vampires, in the castle of Dracula you’ll live”. October 23, 2020 Contest : Halloween Challenge Sponsor : Emile Pinet