Halloween was never a typical holiday for me. It has always felt different. The energy flows differently; the earth breathes. That year, though, it was stronger than it ever had been. The pull towards something stronger. I wasn’t sleeping well, and when I did, I dreamed of a man waiting… waiting for me to call him. I felt like I knew him, but I didn’t recognize him. Maybe that is when the Halloween Love Spell started to take shape.
There was this book my mom had given me, said it was an old family heirloom. I had some poems and such, a dog-eared page here and there. A few weeks ago, I picked it up and started reading it. From the moment I read the first “poem” aloud, something happened.
One night, I was thinking about the man and one of the poems, which I had now realized was a little more like a magic love spell. I wrote it down on a piece of paper as I spoke the words and tucked it into my pocket while still thinking about him. It was supposed to be for fun, a simple silent plea to find someone to have a little fun with that night, but the air shifted, and I felt a little lighter, a little stronger. The night had other plans for me… something pulsed beneath my skin, and I knew this thing had always been within me.
I was pulled out the door and guided down the street. It felt like I was floating rather than walking, till I came to a stop. Then something pushed me towards the door, so I went inside. He wasn’t hard to find, in the living room, there stood a man in a period costume, the 20’s, I think. He looked up at me and smiled. We walked towards each other, and when he got close enough, he said
He put out his hand as if asking for mine. The second we touched, the lights flickered, and a current passed through me. He led me outside, and I was finally able to breathe normally. He came around and took me in his arms; the world tilted as our lips met. My senses sharpened, the autumn leaves starting to decay, the chill wind shifting through my hair, my heart thudding like the hoofbeats of a racing horse. He looked at me, startled as if suddenly coming out of a haze, and whispered,
I didn’t know what to answer. The truth seemed a little crazy and a little lame, a Halloween love spell? I had called him to me. I had wanted the man that I had dreamed about, and now he was here. Something flared inside of me; something had spoken into the universe for me.
Time stood still for a moment while he stared at me, and when he realized that I wasn’t going to answer him, his fingers started to trace circles on my wrists, where my veins were glowing silver in the moonlight. “You are dangerous,” he whispered. At that moment, I didn’t care; maybe I was dangerous, but right now I was pulled to kiss him. Deep and passionately, and the world fell away.
We walked home talking, getting to know each other. Nothing was rushed; we were both riding the buzz of the spell. It wasn’t about control; it was about connection, and the magic was burning through both of us. It was both forbidden and beautiful, and it was mine. This power was inside of me, and it had called to him.
The magic spell whirled us into a fevered passion that burned all night. He was still by my side when the sun rose. We walked onto the porch with coffee in hand, still glowing. The spell had faded, but the warmth hadn’t. It wasn’t magic anymore; it was real. He looked my way and asked,” Is this something you do every Halloween?” I laughed and I replied “Only when the moon calls me too”
When he left, the room felt empty, but I would carry those memories of my Halloween love spell always. That night, I learned that power isn’t about control, it’s about knowing what you want and making it come to life.
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