Halloween nights are tradition for Ilana, one of her favorites to honor and celebrate. Her appartment was always decorated for the occasion, one that was already filled with eccentric art and curiosities. Together with Luna they would every year go on a their trick or treat little tour. This year, Calum @tenderpulsive and Sol were part of their night, as the four of them celebrated together, eating their hard won candies once back at Ilana's appartment. It is late now, their little moon and his little sun are sound asleep inside while the two, Calum and Ilana share a glass of wine in the gardens. Her gardens aren't too spacious, a small corner of grass and her many wild flowers she nurturs and cares for. The music is playing in the background, almost quiet, as the smoke of her cigarette is twirling as she watches him from her spot, sitting on the table, and him on the chair. The air is chilly, in the autumn core, yet tranquil. "Tonight was delightful, our little angels had a lot of fun. Believe it or not, we did have more visitors than last year. Many in the neighborhood don't dare knocking on my door, believing I'm a witch who can't wait to cast my spells on them." Ilana speaks with a delicate laughter rolling off her lips. "Will you let me put a spell on you?" The songstress then questions, seductive. As the music keeps on playing, one of her songs come. "God, I love this song." The woman says, already hoping off the table, barefood in her witchy black dress. To the sound of the music, in the grass, she is dancing, her arms and hips moving to the rhythm. And she spins, and spins and dances, carried by night, her hair flying around her neck and shoulders. Her eyes then are on him as her hips never stop. "Well, well, gentleman. Aren't you going to join me?" Ilana questions, her playful eyes and tone on. ⟶ Ilana's halloween short starters
