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The smell of freshly brewed coffee lures her from her lair. Closer to the kitchen she gets, other intoxicating smells assail her. Muffins! Oh god, blueberry muffins too. She snagged one from the basket on the island and simply bit into it as she poured a cup of coffee. Her mouth, stuffed with muffin, lapsed into an oral orgasm. This was going to cost her more running time, but well worth it.
 
The pumpkins were carved and set along the drive. A few found their way to the patio and even around the pool. She chose to go with the old fashioned route of tea light candles for each. It just seemed more satisfying to see the interiors of the pumpkins glow and flicker. Fire meant life.

The front porch was decorated with cobwebs, spiders and pumpkins. The front lawn sported a macabre dinner scene. In the middle of a long formal dining table was a witch's cauldron, hands and legs sticking out of it. A spider hovered on the rim. A large wooden ladle leaned against the rim as well. Around the table were place settings for a skeleton, a zombie, a vampire, a witch, a decapitated body wearing a wedding dress, her head sitting beside her plate. A candelabrum sat at each end of the table, sporting black candles that dripped red. Each place setting had a bowl of "soup", green liquid with floating eyeballs.

The time of fun was near at hand. She grinned.
 
HAPPY ALL HALLOWS.

For this night, may it be to you as you wish it.

A night of fun.

A day/night of feeling close to those loved ones
who have passed through The Veil.

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Light Ice said:
Since when did doing the right thing look so heroic and looking for hand outs look so commonplace? Nobody owes you a thing in this world. I don't sympathize with people who lack the courage and convictions to try and take what makes them happy.
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Since the populace started thinking that the world owed them, not the other way around. Run into adversity and it's all about calling "foul" instead of rising above it, pulling up your boot straps and putting your shoulder to the wheel.

Did it look heroic? Hardly. It looks like someone just stating a fact.
 
It was an overcast day. Easily the nip in the air could be felt. Her regular workout completed, she headed for the study and retrieved her swords, donning them. Hair drawn up in a ponytail, black leggings, supple leather boots, and a scoop necked light sweater. Slipping in to the garden from the study, she stood on dew laden grass , head bowed, breathing deeply with eyes closed, searching for the center and finding it.

Steel flashed as swords were drawn, offhanded weapon held defensively as the her main hand's weapon cut through the air with swift, deadly precision. Her more enjoyable workout had begun and it had been some time since she had worked with steel. It was time to remedy that.
 
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