Night Music
Dancers in the forest

Silvery moonlight spilled through my bedroom window, limning my posters of Joan Jett and Led Zeppelin on the walls, and setting shadows a-dance among the diorama of action figures and ponies on my desk. Interlaced with the pearly light, a quiet clear melody tickled my ears.
I rolled over and sat up, drawn to the window, caught by the music and pulled to my feet to look out into…