Here is the Pentagram

Earlier this week, my sister, my dear friend Sean and I drove down to Cape May. We passed the sunken ship, and the people fishing right off the shore, and found a secluded spot to set up our chairs and rickety old umbrella. The area was so secluded, that it drew a handful of nudists who looked on with curiosity as we slowly build our pentagram circle with stones and pebbles, shells, seaweed, crab exoskeletons, and three dead horseshoe crabs that had washed up on their backs.


When we finished the circle, we ran around it until we were out of breath and then we jumped into the cold ocean, from where we watched as a dog loped over, nosed his way around and disrupted the pentagram, before giving us a look and wandering off.



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