Binatangnya Keluar Di Malam Purnama 소설 & 이야기

The tanned guy exclaimed in surprise. A beast tamer was very rare. The woman nodded and sat down again. Philip was lying in his sleeping bag, observing everything with his mental strength. This beast tamer was quite interesting. At the specified time, everyone took advantage of the huge full moon to move on. It was obvious that the vampire was not as weak as it was during the day. There were actually two moons on the land of the other shore, one far and one near. The craters could even be seen clearly on the one nearer.

I was unintentionally opening the window again. "you are supposed to be resting" a voice startled me up to my awareness. I slowly turned and sauntered over to my bed. "It's not safe tonight, it's never safe during full moons" uncle stark leisurely sat on the edge of my bed. "We have loose bears running wild in our forests and some spotted wolves , the full moon kinda gives them some kind of connection to nature. Their desire to run freely is multiplied." Uncle stark stood up then headed over to the half-closed window. He closed the window firmly then drew the curtains " it's best if it remains shut"

The bright dots on the night sky remains twinkling like usual. “Silaw di bulan, danan ay manpaila. Las-ang ay naginek, kansyon di dagem san umayag, (Moon’s light, path that appears. Forest’s serenity, the humming of the wind that calls,)” phrases that emanated out my mouth.

After a few minutes of completely covering the sun, the moon is now slowly passing away, giving back the daylight. I was amazed to witness it with my naked eyes. But Caius and Amaris don't seem happy about it. They looked worried for some reason. Meanwhile, the little bunny seemed to enjoy the cuddle. It's resting its head comfortably and was also enjoying the spectacular phenomenon.

Even as naïve as I was, I sensed the connection. He broke away. Shoulders heaving and face a dark cloud. “Tomorrow night.” He vowed. “I will be inside you Lyra Lani. And by morning, you’ll be screaming my name.” *** I was hungry. I needed to eat. Tonight was the Full Moon, the Mating Moon. And the males would be hunting. For breeders. And I don’t intend to be one of them! I slinked from my hut. Closing the door as quietly as I could.

Believe me, these creatures are much more active at night. "They're only active on full moons," Matzher said. - And at other times of the day, whether it is night or day, it does not matter to them. – How would you know? Riston exclaimed. - A connoisseur here turned up. Matzher only shrugged his shoulders indifferently. The old man gave him a sullen look and shook his head. - Here are the youth, they climb everywhere with their so-called knowledge, it would be better if they listened to what the elders tell them.

He was more than happy to do so. They practiced for two days straight until the time would come and before they knew it, it did. The night was at its darkest. The night animals crept out of their hiding spots and woke up from their daytime sleep. The crickets began their shifts for noisemaking. The full moon shone brightly, spreading its thin white light around the world with the stars by its side, twinkling, and glittering high in the sky.

Tori and Ally were so silly as wolves. I watched from my bedroom window as they played in the snow outside. They raced over the snow like race horses over a track, or like a grey hound after a rabbit. But they had no goal, no finish. They raced along the tree line, squirmed under a fence then tore across the open ground until they reached the house, disappear around a wall and come back a minute later on the other side before starting all over again, only changing a minor things.

A blood moon hovers in the night sky, an ominous sign that the manananggal is just lurking nearby. Legend says that when a moon like this appears in the sky, the bowels of the earth would open and release these menacing creatures from the deep. The manananggal according to mythology, is a half-bodied naked woman with the wings of a bat, razor-sharp teeth, and a 5-foot tongue that acts like suction to draw the blood out of the victim's body. The wing is so large that it spans at least 8 feet from tip to tip. To search for its prey, it hovers high above the night sky and through its keen sense of smell detects their blood.

Shama sat beneath the moonlit sky, the cool breeze caressing her skin. She gazed up at the full moon, its silvery glow illuminating the vast expanse of the night sky. Myriad stars twinkled around it, like diamonds scattered on black velvet. Shama wondered which celestial body she most resembled: the lone moon, shining brightly in the darkness, or the countless unknown stars, twinkling beside it, their light unseen by most.