All Hallow's Eve

Side by side, they lay in the grass under the shade of a tree at the lake. A light wind blew, scuttling fallen leaves over their supine forms and shaking a few more free of their branches. The air was chilled, hanging over them like the pervasive mist, and ever so often cut blithely through their light woollen robes. And their eyes were trained on the horizon as the sun, in a blaze of bright red, flaming orange and burnished gold, descended to the twilight of the dying earth. This was the dusk of All Hallow's Eve. My attempt at a fic for the season, and seriously, my parents should take away my rights to the computer. Lighter and fluffier than my usual stuff. R&R