Let’s give this a go!
Her scarlet ring was blinking in the dusk light. The dampness in the air filled her with fright as the ghoulish trick or treaters were swirling all around her. When the bats appeared the chimes fell to the floor with a starling crash. Her ring stopped blinking and was now as bright as a flashlight. Was this really happening or had the ancestors placed her on trial?
🐈⬛🧹🎃🧙♀️🦇 Happy Halloween! 🦇🧙♀️🎃🧹🐈⬛
Oh the words that can bring a bizarre string of words together. 😉
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