Leprechaun
“And what are you for Halloween?” the jolly-looking lady asked me as I stood on her front porch; I was six years old then.
I held out my candy bag as she scattered some Twizzlers into it. “I’m a leprechaun!” I announced happily.
She cocked her head, smiling. “Lovely, interesting creatures they are! In fact, I’ve seen them at the world cup—“ hastily, she covered her mouth. She looked shocked for a moment, but then pasted a smile back on quickly. “I mean, I had a dream that I saw them.” She looked like she was faking. “Happy Halloween!”
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |