I felt the full moon calling me tonight. Apparently, it's not full until tomorrow, but it called me regardless. Initially, the call was full of angst, but that was when I was fighting it. Once I yielded, the pleasure of this silver light piercing the darkness consumed me and filled me with the joy of fleeting moments, constantly changing with the angle and clouds. I walked towards it, momentarily distracted by the many bars along the way and finding sanctuary in the haven of my two favourite destinations. Instead of riding this wave to the very end, I turned on my heels and walked home on the high tide of this well being with the moon on my shoulder, my dim shadow leading the way.
viking:
werewolf! x