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Come one, come all to the Witches Ball! Like something from within a dream I felt the cool air rush upon me, fall was here. The night kept beckoning "Come to the Carnival". In my dreams the fanciful dressed 'Ring Master' called to me. He waved tickets for me to see, and turned beckoning me to follow. Was this a dream, or a wakeful vision? I could do nothing but follow. He led me to a clearing where music played that awoke all my senses. The shell of building he entered could have been from my own time, but the lure bid me on. Once inside I was met by magick and mirth and costumed characters. There were vintage masks and assorted hats, Victorian dresses and glorious plumes for as far as the could see, and somewhere, there ahead of me, the 'Ring Master' looked back to catch my eye and bid me further in. Past the games of chance, the tented vendors, the socializing many dressed in their finest, on out into the courtyard beneath the moon. eye And there among the dancing, the laughter, I was caught in the web. Were these many participants Witches or Wizards, Time Travelers or Spacemen from other realms, Magi or Industrial Spy slipping across the thinning veils? Yes, yes they must be. The music played on hypnotically and I was lost to the pleasure that awaited me. The Ring Master's eyes promised me a night just like this.....a night like no other. Welcome to Carnaval! Enter Here

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