The Mysteries Inside

Bree sat in front of the now open time capsule, letter in hand and the puzzle box at her feet. "Halfway to light,

Halfway to dark,

Halfway to man,

Halfway to wolf,

At the Last Quarter tap me once, tap me twice,

At the Witching Hour, I shall shine my light.

Upon a stone Elk,

Rode by stone lady fair,

Might I reveal the key to opening my snare." she recited the inscribed riddle for the umpteenth time over the past week. "What does it mean, halfway to light and dark? Ugh!" the prefect exclaims, switching the letter for the box to examine. "Forget the firsties, YOU will be the end of my sanity!"

Done