Tell me a ghost story. Or tell me about what exciting things you're doing for Hallowe'en.
And yes, trick or treat has been turned into a vile Americanised heap of manky old bobbins and is a symptom of all that is wrong with the world.
Nonetheless. This is a thread for the romanticised ideal. For apple bobbing, for looking over your shoulder in the mirror at midnight and seeing the face of the love of your life, for gathering round the hearth while the wind whistles and the owls hoot outside, and twigs tap like fingernails on the windowpanes, telling stories in the dim firelight to scare the living bejesus out of each other.
And yes, trick or treat has been turned into a vile Americanised heap of manky old bobbins and is a symptom of all that is wrong with the world.
Nonetheless. This is a thread for the romanticised ideal. For apple bobbing, for looking over your shoulder in the mirror at midnight and seeing the face of the love of your life, for gathering round the hearth while the wind whistles and the owls hoot outside, and twigs tap like fingernails on the windowpanes, telling stories in the dim firelight to scare the living bejesus out of each other.
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