anghara (anghara) wrote,
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Moonlight

It's so bright outside that I can READ by it. The absolute best moonlight is that which shines on snow, but this spring moon is pretty nifty, too.

Forget the physics of it - the tides, all that jazz. I love that big pale orb up in the sky. ALways different - waxing, waning, full - and utterly consistent in its changeability, spilling that eerie bone-white light over desert and wood and water, calling wolf-song, spinning dreams.

The shadows outside are so sharp I can cut my hand on them if I reach out to touch them.

I almost feel as though I ought to be planning a sacrifice.
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