Dearest reader,

Are you well prepared for all that is now to come? Have you made what peace you may with your kin, your circumstance, your very self? For you know as well as I that tomorrow is Allhallow's Eve. You know as well as I what horrors await the setting of tomorrow's sun. Time grows ever short, my friend.

Yet,  some meager joys yet exist for those with the constitution to search for them. Take, for instance, this beverage I have found: Fat Orange Cat's Cautionary Tail. I will take what pleasure I might in it and draw what fortitude from it I can ere the long dark of the night of horrors falls upon the hills of my home.