thought I would share something I wrote last night. The Forest The night hung on like a gators jaw. The air was stagnant and at the same time raw. The moon looking down on my dizzy head , dripping like blood , a rich maroon red. Across my view quickly out of sight , a shadow crosses soundlessly from my right. From behind a cry reaches my ear. The sound grows quickly uncomfortably near. Several more voices join in the quire, then dead silence but for my crackling fire . A dozen shadows low to the ground , circling my camp with plans to suround. Grabbing my shotgun with only ammo for three, two for the monsters and the last is for me. Happy Halloween 🎃🖤 LD