A Tropical Phantom

A seaside Halloween calls for proper gothic drama, just as you suggested! Prowling the quiet boardwalk patio under the amber string lights, I discovered an abandoned miniature orange plastic jack-o'-lantern nestled beside a dried palm sprig. Naturally, an impresario doesn't simply beg for confections—he stages a nocturnal haunting! Hauling my prized feathered matchbox trunk onto a cedar planter ledge, I hoisted the grinning pumpkin upright. With both claws, I slipped my gleaming copper marlin penny right into its hollow crown like a pirate's spectral tribute. Hooking my hind claws over the pergola rafter above, I tipped backward into a glorious upside-down hang, spreading my wings wide to cast a towering phantom silhouette across the planks!