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Wolfbane
.Post in Misty Night team members submit your writing here!
Not the best in writing spooky but, here goes nothing! To every juncture, the ceremonial fall of leaves drop in decadence to the death that awaits them. And these supposed ponies and other souls that walk among them celebrate on this event? Oh, how Schadenfreude runs deep in your iron blood. Elicits such an atrociously delight of laughter. How little you realize this. Hoards of your guttersnipe minions Sieges to one home after another, chirping the chanted 3 words 'Trick or Treat' Till every. Single. Drop. Of rotting sweetness is withered from abodes. Your daft designs of illusion, you carry on in merriment! Bountiful gluttony as far as the hills can touch the sky! The equinoctial year. Centennial. Millennial. This suspended slumber; imprisoned, I look on. A day of jest, asinine. You celebrate, in heed of my name. Like Banners, you fly and hold so dearly. On a day that many call 'the annual death of life' eluded to my mind. So My Little. Blessed Ponies. Your cognizance to the abysmal darkness lives with a beating heart. Endure the feeling of encampment in a domain, in which you can never truly leave. It suffocates you, a heart seeking to claw out from its cavity for rest from the fear you psychologically trigger. The organ in your throat drying to swill the little air that is left to muster! And when the blur of chaos comes forth, it is cold. Empty in void. Nightmare Night. Should I give them one forth, the true definition of a nightmare? Words and eyes that stab like daggers? Give a sensation of both release and dread of it's burning sting of my visage? I feel you all have had your array of 'leisure' It is time for my own, Divine Comedy.
Syncenator
.Post in Misty Night team members submit your writing here!
It was Nightmare Night and Kookyshy was baking some cookies for her daughter Brownie Swirl, who wanted to give the cookies to ponies in Ponyville during the Nightmare Night festival tonight, when suddently she heard a loud scream of her daughter. Kookyshy was shocked and quickly ran into the room of her daugther to look what happened. But once she arrived at her room and couldn't find her daughter the candles in her entire house get blown out by a heavy breeze blowing through some open windows. Kookyshy was worried about her daughter and scared of the scary sounds that came from outside and used her fire breath to fire up a candle and carefully continued looking for her daughter. After she couldn't find her inside the house Kookyshy is headed towards the door and carefully opened it as she got scared to death by her daughter Brownie Swirl, who was wearing a Timberwolve costume and is accompanied by a female Unicorn friend from Ponyville, who helped her to perform a spell for all the scary effects. Brownie Swirl then explained her mother Kookyshy that she just wanted to scare her for Nightmare Night and Kookyshy started to laugh and blush and hugging her daughter and told her that she was scared and worried about her. Afterwards everyone went into her house, where Kookyshy was handing out the fresh made chocolate cookies to Brownie Swirl and her friend, who then went to the Nightmare Night festival and had a lot of fun there together.
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