Halloween Carnival

Mood: Music drifts through the night breeze as lanterns illuminate colorful tents. Jugglers, acrobats, and fortune-tellers ply their trade. The Carnival beckons you. Smells Like: Mischief in a nearby orchard, twisting pumpkin vines amidst a corn maze, and steam from hot black coffee.  Scent Strength: Strong The master of the fair stands at the gate, his eyes alight beneath the brim of his purple hat. Music echoes through the colorful tents and brightly painted stands. All is a blur of movement and merriment as ticket sellers cry out, "The Midnight Carnival has arrived! Get your tickets now!" A black cat twines around the master's legs, amber eyes glowing in the twilight. The fragrance of butter melting over freshly popped corn tickles the feline's nose, and her whiskers twitch. She watches as children rush for the corn maze at the edge of the clearing. A dark crow launches from the top of the nearest tent and glides along after them with a mournful caw.Torches spin above a juggler's head, and the crowd gasps with delight. The master smiles then twirls his cane. At his signal, fireworks burst above the scarlet tents, raining sparks like diamonds over the audience's heads. Magic crackles in the air, speaking of enchantment, wonder, and mystery.