How often does something need to be repeated before it’s considered a tradition?

This is only my third year entering Susanna Leonard Hill’s Halloweesie contest, and yet I feel like the holiday is not complete without it.

So here we go…

SHIVER CAULDRON HOWL MCGOON by David McMullin

Shiver Cauldron Howl McGoon was born on Halloween.

And he was named for that very night.

Shiver – the autumn air was chilly, his scaly skin even colder.

Cauldron – where he was created in a witch’s brew of toadstools and snakeskins.

Hooooooooooooooowl – his very first sound which rattled the night.

Lastly, McGoon – from his great, great, great, great, grand ghoul McGoon.

Each birthday, Shiv creeps out onto the streets to trick-or-treat among the humans.

“What is your costume?” children ask.

Shiv proudly puffs up his spines.

“Why, I’m Shiver Cauldron Howl McGoon. I am Halloween night.”

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Happy Halloween!!!!!