Harvest Moon Night #writephoto

Tara stared up at the moon knowing the horror would soon come. It had to. But for now, she could lay here next to him, legs entangled, and revel in his masculine scent.

The soft glow of the moon illuminated his handsome young face and broad shoulders. He looked so peaceful…so happy with his arms stretched out behind his head. His chest gently rose and fell from his breaths and he wore a near smile in his sleep. Tara giggled quietly. He’s reveling in his conquest. I will let him enjoy it for now… she thought as she traced her finger along his chest and abdomen and her foot along his leg. He moaned slightly and instinctively responded.


She smiled. He was cute and had been an exceptionally passionate lover. She had even enjoyed their playful encounter that turned into more than she planned…

Originally, she set out for the handsome hiker to discover her along the trail. She’d be “lost and upset.” She’d let him come and save her. Then, she would turn the tables on him. Yet, this hiker was different. He made her want to stall her plan. She wanted more time with him. So as they walked along the trail, they chatted and laughed. Tara found out that Sam wasn’t just a hiker. He was a forest-ranger-in-training. He loved the forest, its smell, its creatures. He had just moved here, which would explain why she had not seen him before. His scent was new and invigorating. It did not explain how he seemed to know her lands so well though. That made her wonder, but she tossed that thought aside to enjoy the moment.

As they walked,they fell into an easy banter and comfortable unity. She watched his wonder and respect of the forest. She devoured the sound of his deep voice. And her blood warmed when he held her hand to guide her down some rocks. There was something different about him for sure. He was not like other prey. No, he was something more. And it aroused her senses and desire.

After some time, Sam suggested they take a break. “There’s a waterfall up here according to the map,” he said with a charming smile. Tara knew the waterfall of course. She knew every inch of the forest. It had been her home for nearly 100 years after all.

She smiled, “That sounds great. I could use some water. Thank you so much for getting me back on track.”

When they got to the waterfall, Sam immediately set down his backpack, removed his clothes, and jumped in the water. “You coming in?” he called with a delicious smile on his wet lips.

This man was full of surprises, she thought, and quick. She laughed as she set down her pack.

Slowly, Tara played along. There was no harm in having a little fun before she revealed her horrible secret.

“Is it cold?” she asked coyly.

“No. Its refreshing actually,” he said as he looked around the falls. “It is better than I imagined. It is almost like the water is charging my blood and spirit. Man! I love this place!”

Tara laughed. “You do love the outdoors, don’t you?”

“I can’t imagine anything better.”


“How can anything compare to this? The water is invigorating. The air is so fresh. The view is magical….”

As Sam listed his appreciation for her forest and turned in circles looking around, Tara removed her clothes. When he finally realized it, she was standing before him, naked.

He looked up and soaked in the sleek curves of her body and cascading black hair. He saw her coy smile and replied with his own.

“I stand corrected. You standing there, like that, here….yeah, that’s better,” he laughed.

“I had hoped you would think so.”

“Oh, I do. I really do.”

With that Tara descended down into the water. Sam was observant. She’d give him that. The water was invigorating. In fact, it was healing and renewing. It was one of the many things in her forest that helped her remain youthful over the century. And here it was again, offering her more: a playmate. She whispered thanks to the water and walked over to her eager hiker.

Without waiting Sam grabbed her, pulled her close and kissed her deeply. His fingers ran through her hair and traced her back. Tara responded with her own eager hands exploring his body. Oh yeah, this is a nice surprise, she thought. My plans can wait…for a bit.

Indeed, her plan did wait as they had lost the entire afternoon at the waterfall playing and discovering. She wasn’t complaining though. No, no complaints at all. In fact, the turn of events was quite pleasing. So pleasing in fact, she eagerly took the afternoon into evening.

Now, here she lay on a blanket, naked and under the moon with her prey, Sam. Her body smiled. Her heart smiled. It had been a wonderful afternoon and evening. She had almost forgotten the joy of companionship. But the time had come. A sacrifice had to be given under the full moon. Yet, she didn’t move. She didn’t want this moment to end.

However, she knew each year the harvest moon demanded blood. If she were to live another year as a forest fairy, she had to be a forest witch on this night. She had to hunt and kill to survive. And it was only once a year that human blood had to be shed. It wasn’t a big price for living the life of magic and wonder. Was it? she thought. But…for the first time in decades, she had second thoughts. She liked Sam enough that she didn’t want him to be her sacrifice. She sighed and looked over at Sam. He was staring at her.

“Is it time?” he whispered in his silky voice.


“You don’t have to pretend Tara. I know what you are and what you need to do tonight.”

Tara leaned back and laughed. “What are you talking about silly?”

“I know you are a forest fairy. And I know, tonight is the harvest moon, which means, you need a sacrifice. And since I am the one here with you…I kind of figured it would be me.”

Tara sat up and stared at him. He sounded so calm.

“And you are not afraid?”

“No. Not at all. I actually came out here for the same reason… for I am like you. And now, here you are, with me,” he said as he flickered a spark from his hands as proof.

She sat, staring at him. Comprehending the tragedy in silence for a few minutes.

“What if we just don’t do it?” she asked.

“Then we both shall turn completely human I suppose….or drop dead immediately I guess,” he laughed. “I’ve never denied the harvest moon.”

“Me either.”

“I guess that is why we are both so old.”

“Speak for yourself old man,” Tara laughed as she slapped his arm playfully. “Wait. How old are you anyway?”


“I thought you seemed a bit young when I saw you,” she replied.

“And you my vixen. How old are you?”

“I will be 100 next week.”

“Aaahh. And I KNEW you were a cougar! But a cougar with a birthday next week? How great! I should like to smother you with affection on your birthday, much like today as a matter of fact,” Sam stated.

Tara dropped the clothes she held to her chest. “Well, we can just pretend its my birthday now. We have a few more hours before we need to decide anything anyway.”

“Indeed we do,” smiled Sam as he looked up at the moon. “There is no point in rushing into a rash decision. So we may as well celebrate in the meantime.”

With that, Sam held out his hand. Taking his hand she leaned towards him. Inches away from each other, they stared longingly. He took in her full lips, dark chocolate eyes and flowing coal hair. She traced his strong jaw with her finger while she stared into his piercing green eyes.

“Maybe there is another way,” she whispered.

“Perhaps. Meanwhile, come to me my fairy love. Our dark sides can wait for a few hours while our light glows. Maybe, if we make the glow strong enough, the harvest moon will provide,” he wistfully stated as he pulled her on top of him.

“It’s certainly worth the effort indeed. Let us not waste another moment.”







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    • Ha! Me too! I just started writing and thinking, where am I going with this. Then I ended up there since it seemed to be a good place to pause. Now I can figure out a few ideas in the meantime. Plan is to get the next part out by next Tuesday since I am taking the weekend off (minus some scheduled posts). 🙂

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