Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
The dark night,
illuminated in silver sheen
by a single moonbeam
laced through the fingers of the forest,
is no longer a thing of terror,
and the forest
no more the home
of wolves and sprites.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.19.22
Prompt: Moonbeam.
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