All Hallows Eve

The moon in the south-eastern sky,
so high up, one day from being full.
The mountains,
a perfect silhouette against the moonlit sky.
The lake.
Not the slightest breath of night air caressed its glassy surface.
A perfect mirror. In the distance wolves howl,
the gathering of the pack.
Sitting on the hill overlooking all,
so silent.
So beautiful.
Magic.
You can feel it all around......

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