Dear Diary and Lost Souls,
Tonight, under the waning gibbous moon, I conducted a moonlit ritual by the crypt. My attire was a robe with crescent moon embroidery, chosen to honor the lunar phase.
With candles illuminating the crypt's eerie shadows, I invoked the spirits of our ancestors, seeking their blessings for Halloween. Their presence was palpable, a reminder that our family's peculiar traditions are rooted in the past.
Until the morrow, Wednesday