When the Veil grows thin

'Tis the time of the season when "the Veil" grows thin and the reproaches, admonishments, or wise council of revenants from days long past are more readily discernible. So mind the whispers of the wind, the spectral watercolors that adorn a cloudy sky by day, and the signs and portents in the Rorschach gloom of the heavens by night. Lest ye miss the missive.