Lanterns hung in the gnarled grip of tree limbs, the warm glow of flame within illuminating an inviting path through the dark forest. The wash of golden light cast shadows to squirm and dance along the borders of the path, like fellow party guests ushering newcomers in. Crisp leaves carpeted the path, hiding some of the candies trailed along it from those lacking keen eyes. Somewhere in the distant dark of the night, jovial laughter and melodic flute music echoed in the trees.
The further along the path traveled, the louder and more festive the noise became. Just as soon as one would start to wonder if the path even led anywhere, the trees opened into a clearing. Inside this clearing was an extravagantly large dinner table, piled high and thick with a feast fit for kings. Ornate goblets, pitchers, platters, bowls, plates and silverware decked the length. The crystalline pitchers were brimming with sparkling liquids in shades of gold, pink and crimson. Tea kettles steamed with apple cider. Platters of candied fruits and seasoned vegetables, carved out pumpkins full of hearty soups and chowders, and tins containing decadent pies of all sorts were laid out for guests. Tiered cake stands displayed dainty treats in many scrumptious colors and shapes. There were potato dishes, both diced and mashed, there were fresh salads that tasted of springtime and youth. At the center of the table sat a beast of a roast boar, dressed with an apple and glazed in glistening honey. An assortment of random, wrapped candies sprinkled the tabletop around the dishes of food. The scent that haunted the woods was mouthwatering, both sugary and savory notes to tantalize travelers.
The tree branches that reached into the clearing were strung with dozens more lanterns, attracting large, white moths to come flutter in their glow. A few ravens also inhabited the tree tops, peering down at the feast with laughter in their caws. At the far end of the clearing, a small band of frog looking goblins wearing overalls happily played away at some simple instruments. Near the mouth of the clearing, a lone frog goblin was offering to take cloaks and coats to hang on low branches. All around the edge of the clearing, Jack-O-Lanters were stacked three high, their grinning faces turned inwards at the table.
Only a few seats at the table were taken. One by a small black cat, one by a red fox and one by a frog goblin who was using its fingers to scoop plum pudding into its mouth.
Come one, come all. We’re positively sure you’ll find something that tickles your fancy. Be merry.
The further along the path traveled, the louder and more festive the noise became. Just as soon as one would start to wonder if the path even led anywhere, the trees opened into a clearing. Inside this clearing was an extravagantly large dinner table, piled high and thick with a feast fit for kings. Ornate goblets, pitchers, platters, bowls, plates and silverware decked the length. The crystalline pitchers were brimming with sparkling liquids in shades of gold, pink and crimson. Tea kettles steamed with apple cider. Platters of candied fruits and seasoned vegetables, carved out pumpkins full of hearty soups and chowders, and tins containing decadent pies of all sorts were laid out for guests. Tiered cake stands displayed dainty treats in many scrumptious colors and shapes. There were potato dishes, both diced and mashed, there were fresh salads that tasted of springtime and youth. At the center of the table sat a beast of a roast boar, dressed with an apple and glazed in glistening honey. An assortment of random, wrapped candies sprinkled the tabletop around the dishes of food. The scent that haunted the woods was mouthwatering, both sugary and savory notes to tantalize travelers.
The tree branches that reached into the clearing were strung with dozens more lanterns, attracting large, white moths to come flutter in their glow. A few ravens also inhabited the tree tops, peering down at the feast with laughter in their caws. At the far end of the clearing, a small band of frog looking goblins wearing overalls happily played away at some simple instruments. Near the mouth of the clearing, a lone frog goblin was offering to take cloaks and coats to hang on low branches. All around the edge of the clearing, Jack-O-Lanters were stacked three high, their grinning faces turned inwards at the table.
Only a few seats at the table were taken. One by a small black cat, one by a red fox and one by a frog goblin who was using its fingers to scoop plum pudding into its mouth.
Come one, come all. We’re positively sure you’ll find something that tickles your fancy. Be merry.
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