October Lane, a place filled with the echo of crows
Cawing, a murder waiting to pounce. Their beady eyes
Track every move along the street, watching and waiting for the
Opportunity to do some Hallowe'en haunting of their own. But the wild
Beasts hunt the night, catching many unawares, cackling like the
Evil that awakens when the light fades,
Roaming to and fro along October Lane.
Little feet patter away, rushing down old
Alleys and across the street, protecting their own treats from those
Nocturnal creatures. Always there. Waiting, desperate,
Eager to begin the chase, at home on October Lane.
About the Creator
Maddy Haywood
Hi there! My name's Maddy and I'm an aspiring author. I really enjoy reading modernised fairy tales, and retellings of classic stories, and I hope to write my own in the future. Fantasy stories are my go-to reads.
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