Summary
If you can think of a better title I would like to see it. Not my best of intro's and it sounds like a rated M fanfic, but I couldn't think of anything else. A white crescent moon gives off purity in it's glow; a smile in the sky for all to see. But once given a dash of liquor; a hint of lust; a smudge of feral, let's just say the smile isn't so white anymore. It's cynical orange.