Dear Diary and Lost Souls,
Tonight, I embraced the waning crescent moon's energy with a moonlit dance in the courtyard. My attire was a flowing gown, dark as the night, allowing me to become one with the shadows.
As I moved gracefully through the moonlight, I felt the spirits of Halloween watching, their presence a silent audience to our preparations. It was a dance of devotion to the dark arts.
Until the morrow, Wednesday