alloween a spectral figure drifts through a moonl...

Halloween a spectral figure drifts through a moonlit graveyard its tattered cloak billowing in the cold wind, ominous silhouettes of twisted gnarled trees claw at the sky as a ghostly mist slithers along the ground, a desolate overgrown graveyard at night ancient crumbling tombstones shrouded in fog, eerie unsettling and mysterious, chilling somber and imbued with a sense of otherworldly presence, a single stark moonbeam pierces through thick clouds, casting long distorted shadows and illuminati