Spirits Collide

Across every world and time, there is a night devoted to the things that exist only in song.

A night we invite those denizens across, and they, in turn, beckon us. A night when the veil between worlds is at its most permeable

You call it many names, Holloween, Samhain, Nightmare Night.

My pack and I call it Overtime.

We are called the Children of Gaia and we remember our purpose. Until one night, under Mother Luna's light. We found much of what we thought we knew was incomplete or false.
This is the story of how we secrets the awakened would die for and how our very cores were shaken

And it all started with a hunt.

Just an idea I had for a story currently working on it but I will need at least a beta, and was wondering if there is any interest in this one.