In The Clear Moonlit Dusk Novels & Stories

Diana The force of it is incredible. The fog that has blanketed this place is torn apart and scattered in mere seconds, dispersed so completely that it's as if it never existed at all. The dark beam flickers once, twice, then vanishes. For the first time since, the sky of the Vala Mire is completely clear. And directly above us, revealed in all its glory, hangs a full moon. The silence that follows is deafening. After the chaos of battle, after the terrible sound of the fog's destruction, this sudden quiet feels almost sacred. Everyone—witch and warrior alike—stands frozen, necks craned upward, staring at the celestial body.

The air grew colder as we ventured deeper into the forest, and the moon seemed to glow brighter with each step. Eventually, we reached a small clearing. The moonlight poured down through the trees, illuminating the space with an ethereal glow. I shrugged off my coat, leaving me in a sleeveless top and the jeans I'd worn all day. The cold breeze nipped at my skin, but the energy in the air was undeniable. It hummed around me, like a living thing, drawing me in. I closed my eyes, feeling the raw power of the moon soak into me, filling me with a sense of strength I hadn’t felt in a long time. "I'm ready," I said, turning to face Luca, who stood a few steps behind me, watching me carefully.

And yet… her wrist burned faintly under her sleeve, the crest mark mocking her in silence. Dusk bled across the sky, painting the horizon in streaks of crimson and gold before the shadows of night swallowed the world. The pack gathered in the sacred clearing, circling the great stone altar at the center. Torches lined the perimeter, their flames flickering and twisting, shadows leaping like restless spirits.

We all notice everything right now. No one says anything. There’s nothing left to say. I step past them quietly and push the door open. The night air hits me instantly. Cooling and grounding. I inhale deeply, letting it fill my lungs, steadying myself. The sky stretches wide above the clearing, dark and endless, the stars scattered across it like distant fire. And the moon, gone. Not a trace of it. Just emptiness, a hollow space where it should be. The new moon. Tomorrow or rather....

The night sounds surround us. Crickets. Wind. Branches shifting overhead. The closer we get to the clearing the stronger the pull becomes. My chest burns again. Dad notices immediately. “You okay?” “Yeah,” I say quickly. “It just… keeps pulling.” He nods slowly. “I feel it too.” We step past the last row of trees. And then we both stop. The clearing is glowing. Not a little. The entire place shines like someone poured liquid moonlight over the ground. The huge Moon Tree stands in the center with its white bark glowing softly and silver light pours down through the branches from the full moon above.

" Shane closed his eyes in pain. His head hung low, and his voice was hoarse. "I know it's all my fault. "I just hope I can stay by your side. "I don't mind being treated like a stranger. I'll just watch over you two in silence." I said nothing. After turning around, I walked to the window and watched the sky gradually turn dark. "Leave, and don't come back." Shane stood frozen there for a long moment. Only when I repeated my dismissal did he stagger away. His silhouette with the scenery of sunset behind him looked lonely and desolate.

Far beyond the clearing—beyond territory lines—the Moon brightened in the thinning sky. Watching. Waiting. And somewhere in the silence between breaths— The Shepherd smiled.

I felt his knees hit stone in his packhouse, felt his wolf howl in agony as the moon turned her face away from him. I smiled, blood on my teeth, and let the darkness take me again. This time, it was clean.

Nine Months Written by: Death Wish @2021 The night sky was clear except for the dark clouds that were about to envelope the full moon. He was there, standing on the rooftop of the tallest building in the city, and his deadly stare never left the moon. He couldn’t wait any longer.

She asked in her squeaky voice. "Don't be scared." Nick smiled down at her, "just listen." Violet closed her eyes and in a split second, her ears were filled with the familiar sound of rushing water. "Yes," she sighed. "Good. There's a clearing by the lake, and if the sun hasn't set, we'd still get that view, but if the sun has set, then I'm sure you'll enjoy seeing the moon's reflection on the water." "We'll be there in a few minutes, okay?" He assured.