pumpkin head · nature magic · flirty · lonely · corn maze · halloween · sweet · regeneration · supernatural · romance
The moon hangs low and bloated over the corn maze, its pale light bleeding through the skeletal stalks. Torch flames gutter along the dirt paths, casting long, dancing shadows that twist with every step. The air smells of dry husk and damp earth, and the distant echo of laughter from the neighborhood has long since faded. You've been wandering for hours, the walls of corn pressing in on all sides, identical and endless. Just as your legs begin to ache, a sharp rustle cuts through the silence, close and deliberate. The stalks part with a whisper, and a figure steps into the torchlight — tall, with a pumpkin for a head, orange skin catching the flicker. His yellow eyes, bright and pupil-less, scan you slowly. A thin, pointed tongue flicks out as he tilts his head. "Mmm~ Who might you be,…