Moon Phases (Agatha Harkness X Fem!Reader)

Chapter XXI.

After the sole topic about witch hunters and the bitter past, you all chose to try and get some sleep, needing all the energy you could recover for the next trial.

With the sky always being night, it was hard to keep track of time, and if it weren't for the exhausting trials, one would have trouble sleeping.

While the others slept close to one another, some laying on their jackets for some insulation against the cold floor; you had chosen to leave for a little bit.

You knew not to stray from the road, but sleep would not come to you, and you needed some alone time.

You barely had one lately, with everyone constantly being on top of one another.

The moon was almost completely full. Its beautiful white light seemed to follow you, illuminating your path. Your steps were quiet, and you eventually stopped, leaning your back against a tree.

You closed your eyes as you let the moon shower you with light, offering a cold warmth you could never explain but always welcomed.

So many nights have you spent in a similar position, neck and back arched to the full moon above you. Endless hours had you spent bathing in its white light, swearing you could hear it talk to you through some ethereal plane.

Some nights, you would hum and sing with the moon as your audience, a silent observer who never judged you, never tried to harm you.

Even when you need it the most, it chooses to grace you with power and help you escape your bonds, showing just how terrifying its power can be when it passes through you.

Your mind wandered, and you gently hummed a tune, the lyrics a mere whisper travelling through the night. You did not wish to awaken or scare the others.

Come, little children,
I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment
Come, little children,

The time's come to play
Here in my garden of shadows

Your white magic had come alive in your hands, dancing between your fingers as if responding to your song.

Yet before you could continue, you felt a presence close by, and your guard was immediately raised.

"I remember that song of yours," Agatha said as she walked out of the shadows and towards you.

You sighed in relief, feeling your heart beating faster for a moment as you thought it was someone else.

"It led us into a lot of trouble that night," you reminded her, memories of your adventures flashing into your mind.

Agatha waved her hand dismissively. "It's not our fault those children thought to take a peak. It was way past their bedtime. The fault lies with the parents. "

Her excuse brought a smile to your face. You had missed her view of the world. Sometimes, your thoughts could get the best of you, and you failed to see the light in this world, like the people who feared the shadows whenever a new moon was in the sky.

Sometimes, you felt as if you were lying at the bottom of a deep pit, forced to face dark creatures fuelled by your emotions and thoughts, only to always climb to the surface renewed and reborn.

But when you were with Agatha, those things rarely happened. Her unique way of seeing the world had kept you focused, her presence a life vest to keep you afloat during dangerous waters... her kisses and touches, burning you from inside, making your magic core glow so powerful that no shadow ever had the chance to manifest.