Candice
"in many cultures, halloween, all saint's eve, or samhain, is a time when the past and present come together, when those who have died are allowed to roam the earth. it's also a time of death and rebirth.
The Secret - Part 15
The secret - part 15 by doggystyle57 - february 2013 10/29/2012 (monday) hans and ryan were rather tired on monday, after staying up fairly late at the samhain party the night before.
Sucked Dry
You can find it here >>now, the warmest blessings of samhain for me, and a happy halloween!!! stay spooky~ sucked dry castel de val was a very remote but beautiful castle high up in the alps.
The Dogs: Ask Now the Beasts
It was december, the first week, when the spooky pumpkins of halloween and samhain were all carved up and eaten, spiced and baked, for thanksgiving pies - now all that was left was the desolation, the reckoning, the trees barren and naked, branches clawing
Through the Gates of Hell
In honor of halloween (or all hallow's eve if you are not an american, or samhain if you are of celtic ancestry, like me) which is this friday, i decided to put my other stories on hold for a little bit to finish this one in time for the holiday.
Upriver
It is the month of stirring ghosts, it is the reminder that october will be soon and with it samhain and halloween, there are murky depths that will be at last deigned to be glanced at - during
Demon Love #1 - Summoning
He didn't enjoy parentalia or samhain, and having them overlap in this fashion made the little deer very nervous.
All Hallow's Eve: The Beast with Many Backs
This is the junior year samhain dance!
The Dogs: Ask Now the Beasts
It was december, the first week, when the spooky pumpkins of halloween and samhain were all carved up and eaten, spiced and baked, for thanksgiving pies - now all that was left was the desolation
The Forest of the Noonday Sun
Nose - and his mouth, he swore - was assaulted by a plethora of smells, the acrid redolence of the autumn season, all of it, woodsmoke and crisp air and spices, the faint whiff of hazelnut and the juice of the pumpkin, what one tackily associates with the samhain
The Forest of the Noonday Sun
Nose -- and his mouth, he swore -- was assaulted by a plethora of smells, the acrid redolence of the autumn season, all of it, woodsmoke and crisp air and spices, the faint whiff of hazelnut and the juice of the pumpkin, what one tackily associates with the samhain
Forests of the Noonday Sun (Collab With Xax)
And his mouth, he swore - was assaulted by a plethora of smells, the acrid redolence of the autumn season, all of it, woodsmoke and ground-up leaves and earthy spices, the whiff of hazelnut and the juice of the pumpkin, what one tackily associates with the samhain