The Coven

We are creatures of the night, 
We dwell in your forests, your abandoned lands, your remnants tells a story but the story wasn't yours to begin with.
Once a Year, we come out of hiding, Once a Year the veil is weakened.
Once a Year We walk among you, and like innocent Children you are none the wiser.
Now that Time has Come again, and Once more we walk freely in these strange lands and abandoned Valleys
Autumn has come, Will you join us in celebration?