“The full moon is tomorrow,” Andrea said.
“I’ll be ready,” came the reply. His hands were busy working at the project he had been occupied with for the past month.
“Are you sure?”
“It was ready three days ago. I’m just polishing and making it all pretty. The more I put into it, the more I get out of it.”
She nodded and turned to leave the confines of the little building. Constructed from a garden shed kit they had found on sale, it had become Keith’s workshop. On the table was the suit he had begun last month, and she had to admit it looked good. By the time they began the dance tomorrow, Keith would look the part of the Horned One, from the furred chaps all the way to the antlers attached to the ornate headpiece.
Elements: garden shed, moon, antlers