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Untitled - October 23, 2001
It's the bittersweet taste of chocolate that captures the attention. What starts out as sweet, wavers between ecstasy and agony - even as each lick diminishes all that is left. Saving the best for the end - the happy sweetness of the last bite is followed by the disappointment of nothing more. A desperate search reveals no more dessert for a time... until all across the land, lanterns are lit, and goblins flit between door to door asking for treats from street to street. A quick scramble to find more sweets, then giving them away, suddenly all that's left is a wee punkin and a plate of chocolates. As the orange light dims, all thoughts turn inwards, leaving the disguises outside, the sweetness melts away in the gentle October fire. |