Days grow short as if needing rest,
and specters sport along dusty roads,
taking ease in brown colored fields
of corn husks and withered sunflowers,
scattering leaves and covering pumpkins
in frosty mornings,
as memories stir of childhood pranks
and Halloweens enjoyed with ghostly games,
on a day just like today,
these spots in time remain.
Tasked by his Goddess to find, relocate, and then quicken, the last three Heart Tree gem-seeds, Vanx the bard, and his motley crew of adventurers, set out to do just that.
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