Under the Evening Moon

The sun sets far beneath the horizon
And so she awakens
A faery of great beauty divine
Clad in tones of the luna moth.

Her people fly about
All in search for nightmares in which to consume
Lurking in the darkness of one child's mind
Was a monster classified as a colossus.

The faery people backed away from the beast
Their queen stepped forward
Armed only with her magic and her sword
Watching the monster move like a sloth.

It gave off a ferocious roar
And set off in motion
He dragged his massive sword behind
It's expression reflecting his life being loveless.

Under the evening moon
Under the skies great minds rest
The battle between dreams and nightmares
Will decide who is best.

The colossus swung his sword with ease
Making the earth shake and crumble
The faery queen, however
A protective spell was what she cast.

She returned with an arrow to the heart
But the beast wasn't finished just yet
The nightmare bent his head down low
And stared deep into the queen's soul.

The queen shook away the fear in her heart
And clung onto the monster's fur
She held on with her might
For it would now require that she would hold fast.

The nightmare shook his head about
Efforts wasted though
She made it to the summit of the mountain
Her final blow ending this now bloody duel.

Covered in blood, though, the feast began
The faery in celebration
How that the Nightmare is dead
Their song only a whisper
All of it happening once upon an evening moon.