Velcome von and all to our spectacular Halloween Spookfest. Ve do hope that you vill enter our Haunted Blog Hop.
Tonight I am your most humble host - Count Charles de Marle.
The clock is striking the vitching hour, our adventure is at hand.
But vhere are my manners? First perhaps, you may vish to steady your nerves viv some refreshments, such as a nice soothing glass of chilled BLOOD. O+
Or perhaps a snack to settle your stomach? Some fresh SPIDERS, gathered this very mourning?
Now that ve're refreshed and our stomachs are full, it is time to us to venture forth. Please, light a candle and follow me...
The hallow moon is full tonight and scent of death hangs heavy in the midnight air.
Through the haunted forest...
Ve venture to the cemetery gate...
WATCH OUT! It is the guardian of the gate! Pray do not look into her eyes for she will see into the very depths of your soul!
You vere lucky this time. Unlike many of those who have travelled before you.
Ve must press onwards, my friends.
Be still your breath! Pray tell, vhat beast lays in vait to devour your mortal soul?
FLEE, FLEE FOR YOUR VERY LIVES! Do not fall prey to the twisted harvester of souls!