Back to the larger type, now my page seems able to support it. Do you love the theme? I do. If you’ve ever been in the forest at night…
It’s an incredible feeling, scary and delicious. Anything could be a few feet away, in reach but out of sight. A bear, a fairy ring, a deer, a werewolf. A murderer. A secret admirer, wishing you weren’t so dumb as to wander the woods at night. The only guarantee is that there is something there. “Magic is afoot.” That saying came from the forest at night, I’ll swear it.
Drat, now I’m making myself homesick. Though the desert at night is pretty cool, too. More spooky, though, with less of the living possibilities. In the desert under a full moon late at night, you can almost see the Native Americans re-enacting their lives, unaware most of the land isn’t theirs anymore. Under the stars alone, it’s an overwhelmingly beautiful emptiness. But under the moon, the past moves.