If we were having coffee: Halloween edition

Trick or treat. (Both. The spider web was found in the meadow. The effects were added in Pixlr. Or were they? ….)

For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond.  Where do they come from?  The dust.  Where do they go?  The grave.  Does blood stir their veins?  No: the night wind.  What ticks in their head?  The worm.  What speaks from their mouth?  The toad.  What sees from their eye?  The snake.  What hears from their ear?  The abyss between the stars.  They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners.  They frenzy forth… Such are the autumn people.

~ Ray Bradbury