#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @tajngsakyuen @attrar @tanfsakyuen. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @iguama. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @philej. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @ntaravit @phuwiqn. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @teerafk. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @rBeaute. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @tangsakjyuen. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @raytiphat. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne pengirim) through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @kadangkaIa. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @phuwinetheria. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @twofoIds. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @phumeworld. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with Joanne through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @Pnhupha @mBuket @bcengsek @.Darsa @wavce @porsuppakarsn. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with @Tkhee through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow Mami Napy, Jiel, Ayunika, Kayapen, Cawn. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with @wavce through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow @onepichit. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with bernese M. through the dark.

#SNAPnSPELL. The air turns crisp, and the moon hangs bright and pale. Beneath its silver glow, the pumpkin grins, for summer has long since been buried. Witches ride the midnight wind, and the night tastes of sugar, magic, and a sweet, trembling dread. With a little spooky dance, I wish to keep this moment alive, here with the one I brought to the Hallow Darsa. And right now Halloween is fading like breath on cold glass, and I’m already counting the days until it rises again. 🎃🕸

Hand in hand with @wavce through the dark.

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    (HUSHH—A NEW SOUL COMEN.) THE
MIDNIGHT BELLS HAVE STOPPED NOISY
🔕 ‘& THE MOON IS BEGINNING TO FADE.

The moon is beginning to fade. There are no
more faint calls of names for each of the
house’s inhabitants .. / CHOSEN SOUL.

CLOSED GATE 🦇 NO ONE IS LEFT BEHIND:
All that remains are 1k of muddy footprints
👁👣 leading toward the old cemetery with
its moss—covered headstones.

👻. MYSTERIOUS SOUL ..? are now flocking back to their realm, carrying a new soul that will accompany them underground 🎃; "Now my grave is silent—come join me down here."
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