Isn't The Moon Beautiful Novels & Stories

I interrupted him. "O-kay, ma'am," he mumbled. I smiled to show him it was really okay before I started walking away. I simply strolled around. I didn't regret my decision after a few moments of walking. It was a beautiful night. The moon was round and full, the sky was clear, and there were tons of stars twinkling in the night sky. Honestly, I didn't remember the last time I watched the moon at its brightest; it seems like a long time since I last appreciated the beauty of nature.

And we still have many challenges to face to become even stronger. A smile appeared on my lips as I savored the moment. Currently, we are all staring at the enormous moonlight. It’s very beautiful. I don’t know how Luna did it but the moon actually glows automatically when night time comes but still disappears when the day comes. It was like there was a hidden button on the moon that only Luna knows. I just shrugged my shoulders and set the thoughts aside.

I would have killed them if I had been a strong wolf back then. “Well, Selene was so beautiful. Whenever she stepped out of her castle, the Moon always came to see her. Wherever she was, Moon was always there following her everywhere. They were like one.” Luna mother said. “Why did the Moon follow her always? Did Moon love her? But how could Moon love her? It is a celestial body, isn’t it?” I shoot another question. These things are like a fairy tale, but it is confusing. Luna mother always said that science doesn’t always go along with the fantasy. Today, she was right.

The Moon Festival night was finally here, and I could feel the excitement buzzing in the air like tiny sparks dancing on my skin. It was unlike any night I had ever experienced. The sky was clear, and the stars were scattered like glitter across a dark blanket. But the most breathtaking part of all was the moon. It was big and round and glowed a deep, dark red. I had never seen anything like it before. It looked like a painting come to life—haunting and beautiful all at once.

I worry that doing so might make me feel like I am betraying the memory of Luna Bella. The Moon Goddess, a divine being known for her ethereal beauty and grace, gazed upon the world below with a tranquil expression adorning her face. Her lips, delicately curved, formed a serene smile that radiated warmth and tranquility. Her eyes were filled with a radiant glow, reflecting both wisdom and empathy. They seemed to possess a profound understanding and a keen perception of the world around her.

I ask curious to hear where that sadness is coming from. “I think that the moon is beautiful. The way the stars share the sky, each one shining as bright as the next. There is so much beauty that splashes across the sky when the sunrises or sets. And I can definitely see beauty in flower blooming but I can’t say that life is beautiful.” She says looking at me sadly. This time she doesn’t look away, she looks at me straight in my eyes.

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.

I whispered. I noticed the moon was starting to become less fuller as the clouds moved away and I could see it clearer. It wasn't a full moon tonight as I had thought earlier. It made me a little sad. “The moon is beautiful tonight, don't you think?” I slurred out. He hummed. “It is so fascinating to watch it all the time. I love watching the moon, you know? People always gaze at stars and say how pretty they are, but I always search for the moon in the sky—full moon, to be precise. Ask why.”

I quickly turn back and watch the moon slowly appears from behind the thick clouds, I guess it was really hiding all this while and not really missing, well, I guess there's no need to be bothered anymore. "See. I told you it would come." "Yeah." I can't stop myself from praising it's beauty, tonight, I think its much prettier than any other day. "Woah. It's beautiful." "No, you're beautiful. You shine brighter than the moon and your hair, it feels like the moon itself. If anything, you're an idol of beauty." Dear heavens, I don't think I can handle it anymore. My cheeks feels so hot, and am sweating a bit too much. "Hey, your cheeks are red."