The Princess of Shared Shivers — Under the moon, Princess Dahlia followed a giggle that sounded like pebbles clicking in a jar. Read the full story →
Under the moon, Princess Dahlia followed a giggle that sounded like pebbles clicking in a jar. She wanted to know who was hiding it before the castle’s midnight feast began, so she carried her crescent wand past the cold iron gate. Dry leaves went skitter-skitter around her slippers. Between the leaning stones, a round pumpkin blinked awake and whispered, “Not me.”
Then a tiny ghost rose from behind a crooked cross, holding the giggle in both see-through hands. “It is too big,” he sighed. “It keeps spilling.” Dahlia tapped her wand on the pumpkin’s stem. A warm golden grin opened wide, and the giggle burst into bats, stars, and happy boo-boos all over the graveyard. Ever since that night, Halloween ghosts smile because one little ghost shared a joy too big to hold; next time you see those floating faces, can you spot where the first giggle landed?
