The Harvest Moon Curse

Beneath the harvest moon's ominous glow,

A village cursed a tale of woe.

Crop fields whisper of a sinister blight,

A harvest moon curse, shrouded in night.

Scarecrows twitch in the chilling breeze,

As shadows dance through skeletal trees.

The curse unfolds with each passing hour,

A harvest moon horror, a spectral power.