…Something wicked this way comes.

Hello, October. We meet again, you delightfully macabre vixen, you.

You know I’ve missed your crisp autumn kisses and apple cider breath. Why don’t you stay awhile? We’ll huddle by candlelight, telling tales of witches and specters and things that live in velvet shadows. We’ll jump at the sudden sound of fluttering wings or snapping twigs and delight in the terrified shivers that run down our spines.

I’ll start.

Once upon a time, there lived a witch…..