Halloween night has always beckoned me, not because of the scary masks and sweets, but because on this evening the line between worlds seems to blur. Between who we are and who we fear to be.
Today, I'm not just a girl with red lips and loose hair, I'm a living mystery, wandering in the shadows.

When the lights dim and the first candle flickers in the mirror, I feel the world drawing closer to the truth. People put on masks, but I, on the contrary, take off mine.
Halloween is my moment to be honest. To admit to myself what I truly want. Love, passion, touches that make my head spin... or simply the silence in which I can be myself, without fear of being exposed.

I've always felt that this night reminds us that our lives are not in vain. That even the deepest shadows were once light. And if you're reading this, know this: somewhere out there, in the candlelight, there's a girl smiling into the darkness. Not out of fear, but out of anticipation. Because night isn't about darkness. It's about the mystery that lives within each of us.

Happy holiday of secrets, whispers, and inner light. 🌒
Be who you want to be... at least today.