Midnight Theme
On nights such as this, witches are abroad.

Well, not actually abroad. They don't like the food and you can't trust the water. But there was a full moon breasting the ragged clouds and the rushing air was full of whispers and the very broad hint of magic.

As the cauldron bubbled an eldritch voice shrieked, "When shall we three meet again?"
"Well I'm babysitting on Tuesday..."
- Terry
Pratchett
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