Boys and girls of every age, wouldn't you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see! This, our town, of Halloween!
It felt amazing to be free again. She stared down at her hands, long fingers clentching into fists as a slightly-insane smile grew on her face, excitement glimmering in her eyes. One full year, and the gypsie came back, brung her back with her song. The gypsie was probably the only human, wether she was or not, allowed near the town, and other humans didn't stay long. The ragged figure walked circles around her only moments before, turning the crank of that encanted music box that brought her back to life once again...
This is Halloween, this is Halloween. Pumpkins scream in the dead of night! This is Halloween, everybody make a scene. Trick or treat 'till the neighbors gunna die of fright!
Finally! Feeling the power corsing through her veins, feeling the strength become renewed, it beat being cast into stone anyday. She took several steps foreward, her already alpha-dominance radiating from her, and brought back her city once again...
In this town, everybody scream! In this town of Halloween...
With claw-like hands lifted to the sky, the city started to grow around her, the creatures that were only from the neverland of fairy tales were able to be again. Zombies, Mummies, Vampires, you name it. Every creature to ever cross a child's frightened imagination thrived here, and many more with that.
I am the one hiding under your bed, teeth growned sharp and eyes glowing red. I am the one hiding under your stairs, fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair.
Her thin frame and tall stature made gave her an air of intimidation as she stood atop a spire point, the moon's pale glow directly behind her. As it casted it's pale beams on her, seeing her is something you get the moment's chance to do.
This is Halloween, this is Halloween. Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween. In this town we call home, everyone hail to the pumpkin song. In this town, don't we love it now? Everyone's waiting for the next suprise.
Pale white face scarred by the 'skelaton's smile', patchwork and cobweb tophat adorning her head. The stick-like, top-coat draped figure was a force to be reckoned with...
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