Sowan is here, cold as the earth, as we celebrate the cycle of death and rebirth.

Tonight we speak to those through the veil, the lines between worlds are thin and frail.

Ghosts and spirits in the night, magical beings rising in flight.

Owls hooting up in a moonlit tree.

I don't fear you and you don't fear me.

As the sun goes down, far to the west,

my ancestors watch over me as I rest.

They keep me safe and without fear

on the night of Sowan, the Witch's New Year.

Another year, another Halloween special.

I'm beyond thrilled to welcome you all to scary stories from Camp Roanoke, the podcast where we tell each other true scary stories.

And even though today is a very different day,

it is not different in that respect. We will be telling each other mega true scary stories more than we ever would in a normal episode. My name is Katie Wiggins. I'm Morgan Driscoe. And today,

and today only only once a year like Santa Claus, he graces us with his presence, my boyfriend, Ian Gallagher.

There's a lot of pressure.

Sorry.

I didn't say it was good or interesting.

No, yeah, okay.

That's fair.

He's just here.

There's a lot of pressure.

I am.

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