Flashy Friday: Her Name Was Death

It was the one time each year she could move freely among the children, giving in to her own child-like nature without fear or consequence. No one looked on her in dread because on that night there were far scarier things than Death: monsters and fiends and devils and ghouls. And they were hungry, so hungry they would trick anyone who dared refuse to treat them.

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