Lunar Serenade (part 1)

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑮𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒆𝒚𝒆, 𝑬𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘, 𝑰'𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘. 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚, 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒏, 𝑨 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍, 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒆, 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆. 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑨 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆. 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕'𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑰 𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒏, 𝑶𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰, 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒏. 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒇, 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆, 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐...