I See The Moon And The Moon Sees Me Novels & Stories

I close my eyes and pray to the Moon Goddess. Please let me be hers and let her be mine.

I stared at the moon. It helps a safe

I then began to recite the words, and happily I heard the others doing so, too. “Moon goddess, shine your light down from up high and highlight the place that I wish to seek.” I began repeating the words over and over and then suddenly there was this bright, sparklingly beautiful light and I almost opened my eyes to shield myself from it. But I held them closed, knowing it would break the spell. To see what you couldn’t see, you must first not see what you could see.

I and the statue and someone else said, speaking as one. He looked up at the moon. “It’s right there.” “But you are not,” I said, and a great sorrow washed over me even as my heart beat in anticipation. “You must walk with me so the moon may reveal herself.” I woke then, and in a sort of daze I left my bed and walked to the window. The moon was full and seemed to be looking directly at me. So, what was that? I asked the goddess. Did I just reimagine Zane’s dream, or are you trying to tell me something?

I knew to myself that he is mine and I am his. I just stood there and waited, until the moment that I and Pi were waiting to happen. I looked up and saw the moon above me, it was so bright. It was as if it hypnotized me because I couldn't get my eyes off of it. 'Be ready, it's going to happen.' Pi said. I kept quiet and prepared myself. I didn't want to worry anyone so I had to do this properly.

All I knew was to run away. My running stopped as soon as I reached a lake. I have no clue where this lake was or how far I had come but I knew I was still in the pack land. I could sense the borders pull just some meters away from where I stood. Glad that it was a full moon night, I collapsed by the lake's bank that imitated the role of a mirror. The clear water of the lake reflected the round moon like an acrylic painting on a huge irregular shaped canvas. One word; breathtaking. Though I didn't intend to ruin the pretty picture, my throat was absolutely parched. Tongue lapping at the water in desperation, I slowly slid myself in the water to calm the aching of my muscles.

The moon was still rising, casting a silver glow over everything. I looked down at my hands, and they were no longer human. They were claws, sharp and deadly. What had I done? And then, I saw something that made my heart skip a beat. A figure standing in the shadows, watching me. Who was it? And what did they want from me? As I stood there, frozen in fear, the figure began to move towards me. And then, everything went black.

I considered how I would respond to his question for a few seconds. "Mino, look out the window," I said right away. He immediately fixed his gaze on the moon. In this world, the moon never disappears from the sky, even if it changes shape, and it has never abandoned us when night falls. I could see his amazement. I looked at it as well, and the seemingly engraved figure of the Goddess on the full moon greeted me.

“We can still be friends, though, right?” “Yeah, of course. I will always be here for you.” “Because you are my moon?” I pulled back and looked up at him. “Yeah, I am your moon.”

"And to ensure that people notice its shine, the Sun even goes into hiding when it's time for the Moon to rise." "I never thought about it like that," Ahankara smiled. "You are right. The Sun is not even selfish like the people who stare at the Moon. The Sun does not wish to cage her, or to keep her to himself. As long as the Moon wants to shine, the Sun provides her with his light." "Hmm, sounds like a beautiful love story, except the Sun and the Moon do not meet. Ever," Neharika replied. "That's not true. In rare circumstances, you will see them up in the sky, simultaneously."