pouring it's wild fullmoon radiance through my blinds to stripe my naked skin...

Not even melatonin will help me sleep tonight.

Oh, feel the blood tingling, caressed by moonlit madness, hips rock and surge of themselves, feeling, wanting-more than any moon can bring me.

To slip between the fabric of the universe and claim my brideprice.

Stand tall, proud before my tribe. Wreathed in all the glory of my magic but clad only in silverset sapphires and pure moonlight, as the men fight to earn their place at my side.

I take their measure with stern eyes and a fierce, willful, willing heart.

I know who I am and what I'm worth. I know my duty to my tribe and I know also the dictates of my own wild heart.

It will not be easy, this joining, for I am stronger in spirit than most of these boys, but it will be-

Truly magnificent.