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At Redbeck Rabbit Boarding, Halloween always had an eerie charm. The animals seemed more restless as the fog rolled in, and the wind howled through the trees that surrounded the property. Claudia had heard the stories from locals about a strange legend tied to the land—an ancient guardian said to roam these parts on Halloween night. But, like any rational woman of the modern world, she chalked it up to old wives' tales.

That Halloween night, as Claudia finished closing up the boarding , a strange feeling prickled the back of her neck. The rabbits were unsettled, thumping their feet against the hay, their ears twitching with unease. "Settle down, you lot," she muttered, trying to shake the creeping chill from his spine.

The air grew heavier, fog wrapping itself around the property like ghostly fingers. The distant hoot of an owl echoed, but it was the silence that followed that felt unnatural. As Claudia turned to lock the gate, a soft thud sounded from the far end of the yard, near the old hollow oak tree that had been standing long before Redbeck existed.

Curiosity—or perhaps something deeper—pulled her closer. That’s when she saw it.

Emerging from the fog was a hare unlike any he had ever seen. Its fur was translucent, shimmering in the pale moonlight, and its eyes—its eyes glowed with a fierce golden-red, as if they were embers burning from another world. It was large, larger than any hare should be, and it stood with a regal presence that made Claudia freeze in her tracks.

The stories were true.

This was no ordinary hare; it was the legendary guardian of the land, a spectral protector of Redbeck. The villagers had called it "The Phantom Hare," said to appear only on Halloween when the veil between the living and the dead was thinnest. It was rumoured to protect the animals that lived here, watching over them from the shadows.

The hare stared at Claudia, its golden-red eyes locking with her as if searching her soul. Claudia felt a strange calm wash over her, though her heart raced. The air around them grew still, and in that moment, it was as if the land itself paused to watch the ghostly creature.

Then, in a sudden movement, the hare bounded toward the old oak tree, its form becoming one with the mist as it disappeared into the shadows. The fog thickened again, and the eerie silence returned, broken only by the distant calls of the wind.

Shaken but oddly comforted, Claudia stood there for a moment longer, staring at the spot where the ghostly hare had vanished. she had been granted a glimpse of Redbeck's true guardian. The legend was alive.

The rabbits in the cottages had settled. Peace had returned to the land—for now. Claudia turned back to the house, a wry smile playing on her lips. Perhaps the old stories weren’t just tales after all. Maybe Redbeck truly was under the protection of something far older, far wiser, and far more powerful than anyone could imagine.

As she locked the gate behind her, Claudia muttered softly, "Happy Halloween, old friend. Then she patted flint hiding under the kitchen table and turn off the lights. ... See MoreSee Less