Altar of Twilight waxing gibbous

the world became heaven here.

or something close to it. otherworldly and mystical. which had led julian to laugh with a fierce breathlessness into the cold night air. then he had begun to dance, overcome with the grandness of the place.

the clear sky offered the moon to shine freely here and the place most certainly lived to it's name.

yet he had not realized just how far and wide his singing voice might carry against rocky walls. that his melody might awaken any on that moonlit night.