Kaervin Cleirigh

*Autumn leaves dance in the chilly breeze...the streets are slick with rain and the shop windows are full of skeletons snd and pumpkins, black cats and multicolored bats...it's dusk and people hurry past, eager to get home before the deeper cold of evening sets in...but this shop, so enticing, masquerade masks, ornate costumes...a tap on your shoulder, then* What do you think? is it me? *a devastating smirk, alluring...charming...dangerous?*