Oct. 31st, 2013

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I remember the grand feasts at Hogwarts, and I remember the party for the children at Moddey Dhoo last year, which was certainly humbler, but it was fun, and just perfect.

At Sherwood, it's a bit different. This is a working camp, and there are no pumpkins. Although I've seen a few carved turnips stuck jammed into the ground or tucked in next to door frames, there aren't many candles to spare to turn them into turnip lights. But the bonfires will be burning throughout the night tonight, and a few precious bottles of beer and ale have been pulled out and passed around ceremoniously. And there have been songs and stories.

Some talk of Halloween, and All Soul's Night, and some of Samhain. I really don't know what I believe.

Thinking of my friends tonight, all scattered around throughout the Protectorate.

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