The mountain campfire spat and sparkled, needing no ghost stories— with the wild creeping in on soft paws, keen-eyed and glowing.
Tag: night magic
Lanterns a Blur
The dark, once thought empty, brightens—lanterns a blur, softened exquisite.
Pumpkin Face
Eerie romance, three nights’ delight—when worlds lean close we kiss through candlelight.
Flame's Crucible 