Trickles down the path they go, whisper not for you they'll know. Trickles love something good to eat, little ponies make tasty treats. Be silent now as they go by, do not look them in the eye. Do not stop and do not stare, pretend they aren't even there.

Trickles down the path they go, horrors from beyond the known.

Trick or Treat from Glen Gorewood, one of my October offerings for your enjoyment.

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