The better to see you, my dear

A fantasy romp through a narrow selection of death-cellebrating traditions. 12ish feels like the target audience aim.

I saw somewhere being said this is to Halloween what a Christmass Charol is to Yule. Well...

While I really liked some passages here and there (specially all those Oh, so grim rhymes), it was altogether too hazy and weird for me. I can enjoy weird, but this time I just kept loosing the thread in the story. Charol is still better.