In a perpetually autumn town, where leaves rustle in the breeze, there’s an enchanted house, anonymously illuminated by a curious pumpkin lantern. It casts a mesmerizing light at the corner of Maple and Elm. A lone traveler, returning to the quaint town, is drawn to the home every evening. The mystic pumpkin lantern, amidst the twilight, weaves an irresistible charm. The traveler, intrigued, decides to follow the light. He slips in the leaves, under the garnet maples, and crosses the cobblestones. Beneath the flicker of the lantern, the house greets him with a warmth that defies the autumnal chill. He opens the door to discover a magical realm hidden in plain sight. Melodious whispers of the leaves dance around him, sharing tales of the ever-autumn town. Mesmerized, he promises to return every dusk, to discover a new facet of this enchanted house. Every evening, upon his visit, the lantern glows a little brighter, matching the curiosity in the traveler’s gaze.
