(OPEN)|| ❝ a mystic's myth or fable, truth or fairy tale. ❞
Fall comes just as quick as summer goes. The heat turns into cold, a layer of frost on the grass, and the leaves start to change their color and fall to the ground. Pumpkin patches begin to appear and people flock to them in order to carve them into shapes and faces, leaving them, outside their houses. People decorate their houses, all riding up to the night where it is the goal to scare people.
There's one street next to a river where everyone gathers. The street is decorated for the upcoming day: pumpkins and fake ghouls, terrors to buy in order to prank friends or loved ones. Coffee stands to sell hot drinks, even places where one can just sit and reflect on whatever might be on their minds.