It's an end of the year/wheel of life/death thing. The invitation says "Autumn fades in glory and the trees all lose their leaves. The nights are filled with chill winds that rattle bare branches like bones. The Crone is on the move and the veil is frail and thin. We harken unto the passing of the year, the death of one life cycle to make space for another."
Sounded a little intense for two people who randomly cry because they walk past the dog's food-bowl spot and it's empty.
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Date: 2011-10-30 04:40 pm (UTC)Sounded a little intense for two people who randomly cry because they walk past the dog's food-bowl spot and it's empty.