Fortune: Blood Moon

In twilight's dance, a celestial swoon, A canvas painted by the blood moon. Earth's shadow embraces the lunar face, A crimson glow, a mystic embrace.

Silent whispers in the night air, As the moon wears a robe, red and rare. A dance of shadows in the cosmic ballet, A celestial spectacle in the night's display.

Eclipsed in beauty, the moon takes flight, A ruby orb in the velvet night. Majestic and haunting, a lunar tune, In the cosmic ballet of the blood moon.

A tapestry woven with threads of the night, A celestial ballet, a breathtaking sight. Under the gaze of stars, a lunar fest, The blood moon rises, nature