



Storytelling Hour~ The Autumn Carnival
My Grandfather, Isaac, for years has regaled me with his tales of carnival folk and side show attractions. He knew the autumn carnival was coming during the night from the train whistles traveling through the sleepy towns. He tells me they are the kind of people that live with shadows and illusions, creators of dark stories, spell casting and fantastic magic. I daydream by the fire as his voice grows faint, replaced with my imaginings of the mysterious carnival to come….
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