#HauntingSignal Event by ENDRBORNIR//SYS (@endrbornir): As we approach Aoi, Vesper, and my personal favorite Season (of Haunting), I thought it would be fun to start my first ever community playlist event for songs to bring in the "Spooky" Season. ======🎃 [HOW TO SUMMON YOUR SONG] 🎃====== Conjure a Song (Created in Suno) and brand it with the cursed tag: #HauntingSignal Inscribe a Comment beneath the Event Song with the Title of your dark creation #HauntingSignal - Event Song: 🔗 https://suno.com/song/c8301c95-62e6-4a53-a1be-fbbecd8b6c12 All cursed tracks shall be sealed within the Playlist of the Void: 🔗 https://suno.com/playlist/8fd7663e-c7be-40ab-a7e5-546a633bc676 Remix, Cover, or Inspiration - all dark arts are welcome here ====== 🕷️ [THE COVENANT] 🕷️ ====== Your Song's Lyrics shall contain at least one haunting incantation to capture the spirit of the season, such as: "Black Autumn" "October" "Monsters" "Jack-o'-lantern" "Trick or Treat" "Dead of Night" "Harvest Moon" "Souls of the Fallen" "The Haunting" "Cursed" "Veil of Shadows" "Crimson Leaves" Any phrase that conjures the SPIRIT OF THE SEASON and binds you to this community gathering shall break the seal 🩸 NO Genre Limitations shall bind you Covering or Remixing the creations of fellow spirits is permitted (but seek their blessing first!) 👻 NO Violence, dark hatred, or cursed bigotry. Should wickedness find its way in... that hex falls upon YOU. ====== 🕷️ [END OF THE COVENANT] 🕷️ ====== [Intro – The Market] “Looking for something special for the Harvest Moon?” She smiled and filled his basket, then handed him an old recipe. “Take these, and follow every step exactly.” [Verse 1 – The Recipe] In a little old house in a quiet town, he washed the pumpkin, cut it down. Carrots and ginger, onions too, butter in the pan, then broth went through. He let it simmer, soft and slow, until the pumpkin lost its glow. He blended everything smooth and bright, then stirred three times clockwise, just right. [Verse 2 – The Ritual] Coconut milk, salt, pepper, Reaper, soy sauce, lemon juice, stir it deeper. A pinch of this, a little more, just like the recipe from before. When October's Harvest Moon is high, the veil grows thin between the worlds tonight. Three times clockwise, three times back, salt the doors and windows, keep evil off the track. Never look behind you when you hear a sound, some things from the other world walk around. The soup was steaming, rich and sweet, a perfect meal, a perfect treat. [Verse 3 – Halloween] He took one spoonful. His face went pale. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He gasped for air. She raised her crystal glass, dark red liquid catching the light. She smiled. Then silence. Ding-dong. “Trick or treat!” She opened the door, gave the children candy, laughed at their costumes, and wished them all a Happy Halloween. She came back inside. He was still gasping for air. “Next year?” “Never again.” She smiled. “We'll see.” [Outro] She lifted her glass again. Outside, children laughed in the October night. “The soup was delicious.”
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