As amateur night approaches, some members of the herd have already begun posting Halloween remnants about their homes - cheap plastic charicatures, cartoon depictions of The Darkside, in their attempt to downplay their fears by reducing it to inspire the laughter of cowards and fools. Holy-watered-down traditions to sate the masses into the misperception of harmlessness, which they seem to need for pretentious reasons. If they only knew the horrors within... yet their eyes are unworthy and myopic minds unable to comprehend the fullness thereof.
Anyhow, the leaves are falling about Satan's Hollow already, and changing colors - the rain of color begins. The cold winds blow amidst the darkening sky, as the black opal shines, Lucifer's phosphorescence - sparkles of kaleidoscopic lumanescence amist the blackness of night. The glory of Autumn manifests unto prominance, as the dusk of the seasons' thrall.