Falling from above
sparkles of the moon
glittering around
in glowing soft light
moon dust fills the sky.
Drifting, Falling
Faeries gather
floating on wing
in the minds eye.
To their king
they return
baskets heaped.
The moon
is full
Shine
Down
It floats
like snow.
Dwarven crews
filling globes
lighting mines
with low moon glow
While Elven glades
glisten silver
Magick to sow
Moon dust brings the change
to humans below
Lycans on the prowl
Powder lights the way
Along freedoms howl.
For the diminished/advancing hexaverse moon dust contest
A. W. Nutter
Monotonous music assaults my ears
The beat, becoming a hypnotic tone
To half clad men as nighttime nears
Dancing around their prayer stone
Worshiping the ancient engravings
A Lycan, portrayed as the master
The human reduced to groveling
Begging for mercy from his captor
The music increases in intensity
Chanting from the dancers begins
Working themselves into a frenzy
Ready to release the beast within
Random killing, is not their mission
The Trinities plan must be defiled
To destroy mans hope of salvation
The pack, seeks Bethlehem's child
As soon as transformation begins
The right hand of God will fall
Saving the son from demons sins
Gods warriors, answering the call
The mens faces begin distorting
Howls of pain, fills the night air
Signal given, warriors descending
Lycans trapped within our snare
Swords are drawn, blood is spilled
The head Lycan, begging for mercy
Raising my sword prophesy fulfilled
Last of the breed killed for his heresy
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