Halloween Scares

The night was deep and scary, the green girl her fawnling in hand
As the dark young male walked at her side, confident.
Halloween Race was their duty, the fawnling walking , happy
He wasn’t afraid of the dark, used to see it at home at least
But pistache on his back was scared and speechless.

The forest under the moon was full of monsters and ghosts !
All waiting with pumpkins to welcome their host!
Bats in the trees, wolves in the bushes, it’s a halloween ambush !
Darkness filled by the shadows or the round moon
Would catch Tanatos and pistache par too soon…

Look who is  roaming in the dead woods for your soul?
You’re right, it’s a desperate lonely ghoul!
But Tanatos isn’t impressed, To all this stuff he is used!
He keep walking in peace waiting the next trick
While pistache on his back would prefer  a treat

But all a sudden from the deep forest a monster raise!
Its long legs trying to catch the handler not at ease!
Tanatos feels a shiver down his spine, is this a chill?
Amused the stag finally know the cold of fear
But this monster they’re facing,  it’s a giant spider!

Run Run little fawnling in that night of Halloween !
This is your courage race, there isn’t in between!
Ghosts, vampires and other gross monsters
They all want to catch your legs, to make you fall
And there isn’t even a house to hide behind its wall!

Pistache tremble of all her members, terrified on her stag back
Tanatos prance a little, snort and shake his rack.
He will not die of fear for a small spider! But maybe would his handler!
The path in the forest is still long, will they ever see the end?
Pistache grab the reins, she doesn’t dare to complain.

When a horrible clown finally jump on the stripped stag
Her terrible cry could make flee a flight of bats
Piercing the ears of the poor clown and her own
But the ride arrived at its end and the couple would come back
And already Tanatos made his way in the dark

As the fawnling wondered the interest of these trick or treats
Pistache could feel decrease a little her stress
But no one never said it would be so easily done!
Monsters, vampires, zombies, wolves and witches
No one was  here to realise their wishes!

Finally the stag could feel fear invade his veins
As he felt something on his back tried to grab his reins
Rearing, snorting sending pistache in the dirt
The young stag, running  took to one's heels
Without ask to pistache what she could feel!

the moral of this story if you really  need one
Is a challenge of courage can always being done
But if you want to be sure to come back from the dark
Be careful of the fawnling you chose to share it
Or he would let you behind, before your heart can make a beat!