🥄🌕 The night was thick and foggy, and the Moon barely broke through the clouds. In the old, forgotten house at the end of the street, only the cobwebbed candles in the windows twinkled. A small group of friends bravely stepped inside, their laughter echoing through the empty hallways.
🚪Suddenly, the door shook, and a whisper was heard from the shadows: "Whoever dares to enter must stay..." Their hearts jumped, but curiosity was stronger than fear. When they turned, the candlelight revealed an old table - Moon Table, and on it – a golden spoon that danced in the air by itself.
"Moon Spoon" - they read the inscription on the old parchment card, and suddenly they realized: every bite they eat from Moon's Kitchen reveals the secrets of their souls. One by one, the laughter stopped, and each bite brought a spell… and a small dose of fear.
🎃 And as they left, the fog engulfed the house, leaving only a whisper, "See you next Halloween..."
🧙♀️🌛 Your Moon’s Witch from the House under the Moon
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