The moon was full, with silver beams seeping through the panes in the window I had cleaned to perfection. It may have been the moonbeams playing on my face that awakened me, or something else. I only knew that one moment I was in my usual disturbed sleep, reliving the bad old days of childhood, and the next I was awake.
Agnes slept beside me, with every breath moving a stray strand of hair that crossed in front of her lips. I glanced at her fondly and slid from the bed carefully so as not to disturb her.
The moonlight made the steading nearly as bright as day, casting short shadows from the stark stone buildings, highlighting the shape of the cobbles on the ground, and disturbing the beasts. The cattle were lowing softly, while I saw a couple of bats flitting past. They called to each ot
