A war was going on in the office between the Halloween lovers and the Christmas lovers. All the decorations kept getting switched around until one day, everyone around at work and saw that someone who had clearly had enough of the war had created a new combined holiday; Hallomas.
It was a crazy idea, an office set up outside wouldn’t work! Mr.Cooper believed his team would be more productive without the ‘shackled desk’ atmosphere. It did improve things for awhile but then it rained and nobody wanted to work outside anymore.
The crowd gathered around the old man as he removed the lid of the basket. He put the small wooden pipe to his lips and played an alluring tune. From the basket, a yellow snake slowly rose upwards swaying in time with the music, seemingly tamed and the crowd marvelled.
It began as a simple thing after the ship wreak, one of the rescuers put the dead boy’s shoes in a tree. More followed and it became a way to keep count of the deaths. The tree was overburdened and it started to wither. It became a memorial; a memory for those lost.
He liked how the light and shadows mingled together, he took a photo of the hallway. He wasn’t scared to be alone in the abandoned house, it interested him and he found a strange peace a way from the world. Still, he got a feeling that something wasn’t right…
Everything was hushed at 6 am as I hide in the forest, breathe held. Through the misty trees ran the wild horses with their coats of many colours, their hoofs pounding the earth, manes and tails flying in the wind. It was a beautiful sight and well worth the wait.
The holiday had been dull so far, the wilderness was too hot and dry. They got in the jeep that morning and traveled to their next campsite, along the way they heard the roaring and slowed down. Tumbling across the road came two lion cubs, it was the highlight of the trip.