The moon glowed overhead like a skull freshly cleaned of its coverings, the dark night typical for this time of year, a blackness a person could get lost in.
Down the empty road ran two dim figures, shadows darting hand-in-hand. They were breathless when they reached the graveyard, heavy exhales spilling out like unfettered spirits.
The thin layer of an early snow crunched under their boots as they slipped through the gates. They say the veil between life and death is thinnest during Samhain. What better time to go looking for ghosts? You never know what you’re going to find.
McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Her work has been featured in various anthologies such as Mutate, Electromagnetism, and Doomsday, as well as online publications. Her first novel, Heartstrings, was published in 2018. McKenzie also runs a crafting blog: http://www.craft-cycle.com For more updates on her writing, you can follow her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/mckenzielrichardson/ | Wattpad
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