Harvest Moon's Curse

[narrator, hushed, like telling a ghost story] “Long ago, a farmer’s pride Brought the wolf-god’s wrath inside. Fenrir’s teeth, a curse of night, Turned the Harvest blood to bite…” [soft voices, steady and eerie] Harvest Moon’s curse never dies… Harvest Moon’s curse never dies… --- [sing-song, lullaby pacing, tense] “He bit his clan, he bit his kin, The Harvest blood runs dark within. By silver moon they prowl the skies, With hungry jaws and glowing eyes.” [chorus, louder, steady rhythm like hooves on earth] Harvest Moon’s curse never dies! Harvest Moon’s curse never dies! --- [slightly faster, with growing dread] “Luna tried to break the spell, But wolves refused—they howled and fell. From ponies’ cries to beastly roars, The curse will hunt forevermore!” [chorus, voices stronger, overlapping] Harvest Moon’s curse never dies! Harvest Moon’s curse never dies! --- [tempo suddenly picks up—like foals scaring themselves silly, stomping hooves in rhythm] “Run, run, run—the pack is near! Claws that bite, and teeth that tear! Shadows prowl beneath the skies, The moonlight gleams in glowing eyes!” [chorus, frantic, overlapping shouts and howls] Harvest Moon’s curse never dies! Harvest Moon’s curse never dies! Never dies! Never dies! --- [chaotic ending—shrieks, howls, pounding hooves] HARVEST MOON’S CURSE NEVER DIES!!! [sudden silence—one foal whispering] “…never dies…”