It's a liminal period. The days are becoming shorter, but not as short as they will be. It's chilly, but not cold. The greenery is well on its way to disappearing. A truly empty month. It's really no wonder it seems so haunted. It simply is. It creeps up on you, inch by inch, until you look around and realize the summer is long over. The world becomes thinner, easier to puncture. Anything could break through, really. And in fact, we hope they will. That's why we're here, that's why we chronicle it. This record is a flame in the darkness, calling forth further mysteries. Stand too close, and you may chance into some uncomfortable encounters. Leave if you must, but please do not snuff it out. Hopefully, we'll see something interesting.
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