Full Moon of the Harvest

It is a dark twilight in the forest. Faerie lights begin to show in the distance. This is the night of the full harvest moon. There will be much dancing and merriment in the clearing beyond the guardian arch. Tonight Morag will draw down the moon and drink its milky depth at the edge of her emerald pond. Dancing her moondance until weary she will rest until dawn, dreaming of the old ones.