Triple Temptation
"Let the spirit of the moon bless your marriage."
I stepped forward into the middle, the air growing dense with anticipation. The moonlight, a shaft of luminous white, came down from the sky, bathing me in its icy, unearthly glow. It was a palpable thing, a jolt of energy that coursed through my veins, making every nerve ending hum with a strange, intensified awareness.