Dear Diary and Lost Souls,
Beneath the waning gibbous moon, we gathered in the parlor for a moonlit séance. My attire tonight was a flowing robe adorned with mystical symbols, amplifying my connection to the spirit world.
With candles flickering and the moon's glow casting eerie shadows, we communed with the spirits. Their whispered guidance filled the room, offering insights into the intricate Halloween rituals we are preparing.
Until the morrow, Wednesday