Invocation
In the sunlight, the days are warm, but underneath them, one can feel the cool. One can see the grinning skull under the faces you meet. The days are warm, but they are not summer days. The daylight hours wear the heat like plastic Ben Cooper masks, thin and oh so fragile. A disguise so poor it must have the character's name emblazoned on the forehead and the eyes, the eyes, the eyes of the wearer are clearly seen and recognized. The season wants to linger but it cannot, must not, will not. The universe is strong, but in this my will is stronger.
The days will cool and the air will crackle. The sun will slink away, walking quickly, like one who does not know what pursues it and does not wish to know. Clothing will conceal more, and so will shadows. The land will show more of its bones. Long fingers will grab and catch, leaves will rustle, fly, and tumble.
The children will scurry house to house playing at being scared and scaring, to shroud with high pitched screams of delight the fear of the long dark which bubbles up unbidden inside all of us, young and old. We make a game of what scares us in the hopes of taming it, but still it scares us. We mock what frightens us in the hopes that seeing our jeering maybe, just maybe, the Dark Season will not come this year. But still it comes.
Halloween, I summon you.
The days will cool and the air will crackle. The sun will slink away, walking quickly, like one who does not know what pursues it and does not wish to know. Clothing will conceal more, and so will shadows. The land will show more of its bones. Long fingers will grab and catch, leaves will rustle, fly, and tumble.
The children will scurry house to house playing at being scared and scaring, to shroud with high pitched screams of delight the fear of the long dark which bubbles up unbidden inside all of us, young and old. We make a game of what scares us in the hopes of taming it, but still it scares us. We mock what frightens us in the hopes that seeing our jeering maybe, just maybe, the Dark Season will not come this year. But still it comes.
Halloween, I summon you.