If I were to tell a story, what would you like to hear?

A tale of woe?

Of romance, of mystery?

Perhaps one of fantasy

Or so it would seem

Though I assure you there is no lie to be held

Not here in my library, where all stories are told

Samhain they called it, though now it is not

A festival

A celebration

A thinning of a veil

For on this night

And this night alone

Worlds collided, and a love was born

One was a boy of Earth

With chocolate curls and glass-framed eyes

He was happy and bubbly

And dressed as a feline

The other was of another dimension

One without a name

He was stoic and proud

Dark blue and deep intellect

They met in the forest

In a glimmer of moonlight

Shocked, but not scared

Lest they turn away and it ended

Hands touched hands and lips touched lips

Laughing passion held under a velvet sky

Sunrise came too soon

And they lay in the grass

Making promises

They knew would never last

For while this story is one of love

It walks hand in hand with despair

As all great tragedies do

But perhaps there's a chance

To change the rules

And let them meet once more

Because after all,

Samhain is a time of breaking barriers

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Can we just take a moment to look at this and appreciate it? I suck at poetry most of the time and somehow I have produced this, a poem thing that halfway makes sense. I think. I don't know much about poetry. 

Anyways. That's my thing for Halloween. 

ALSO

I noticed the past two chapters I tried to post did not post :/ so I'm gonna publish those at the same time as this one but they're from a few days ago. 

Alrighty that's all for now

BYEEEEEEEEEE

~Meep