Not by me. At least not right now.

Then right now, neither of is need fear traps and trickery. All is well.

Nansei Sakagami Autumn Moon

Edward Eggleston, Reaching for the Moon (1933)

My kind of weapon

If you ever find a blade you think is more suited to me, send it my way…

As in a gift, not a ‘plunge this into my chest’ sort of sending.

The white ‘horse’ caught a movement of shadow, heard dread-hooves and foul hissing upon the air. She ventured the darkness cautiously…

The white ‘horse’ let out a soft snort, and walked on towards the shadow as though it stood in her path and she desired to continue that way. Each hoof-fall brought her closer, and she kept her peripheral sight focused on the foliage the shadow seemed quite intent upon.

[Leaves festive crackers for others to find, each containing a mysterious gift…]

[Inside, a small rattling can be heard…]

She sent a water lily downstream, white with silver leaves, containing a whispered message meant for one: “The year is passing, and in three days you’ll be a full silver brightness. A wolf moon, they say. So I shall keep a watchful eye…” Tilion

I wonder…

Everyone’s drawing of the moon looks so pretty, I kinda wanted to give it a try.

the deep sea collection by jimmy choo

“You always have…”

“No no, that is not the way,” a clear voice rang behind him. “Never seen one before?”