The moon was beginning to rise when they set out, and a good thing, too, Brianna thought. Even with the big, lopsided gold orb sailing up out of a cradle of stars and shedding its borrowed radiance over the sky, the trail beneath their feet was invisible. So were their feet, drowned in the absolute black of the forest at night.
Brianna reflects on the beauty of the moon rising as she and her companions embark on their journey. The moon’s light, though bright, barely illuminates the path ahead, casting the trail into obscurity. The forest is enveloped in darkness, making it difficult to see anything, including their own feet. This setting creates a sense of mystery and foreboding as they navigate through the night.
As the group ventures deeper into the woods, the moon hangs in the sky like a magnificent golden orb, its glow contrasting sharply with the pitch-black surroundings. Despite the stunning appearance of the celestial body, the lack of visibility challenges them, emphasizing both the beauty and danger of their nighttime expedition.
