Editor: Marvin Kaye
Book: THE ULTIMATE HALLOWEEN
in SECOND LIFE, in KITELY and in INWORLDZ
FOLLOWED BY SEANCHAI LATE NIGHT AT 9:00PM
by Edith Wharton
A thin moon faints in the sky o’erhead,
And dumb in the churchyard lie the dead.
Walk we not, Sweet, by garden ways,
Where the late rose hangs and the phlox delays,
But forth of the gate and down the road,
Past the church and the yews, to their dim abode.
For it’s turn of the year and All Souls’ night,
When the dead can hear and the dead have sight.