Isn't The Moon Beautiful Novels & Stories

Some rather odd mortal being proud of her imperfections just like the--- "It was just like that---" I pointed up and she glanced there to see the crescent moon. "It wasn't its whole self, it wasn't perfect either yet it was beautiful, was it not?" I glanced back at her and she did the same. Even if it wasn't in its perfect form, that was her when you knew little about her but as time flies--- "Then what's more when it was in its full form? Regardless of the dark night and starry sky, the moon was the most beautiful thing that you will find." She just stared at me as she sat there, not even bothering to answer.

Not only that, but it was a blue moon. A shiver went down his spine as he started walking back in the direction of his cabin. He didn't know why but he felt like he was being watched. It was only a few minutes until the feeling was confirmed when a bush rustled a few feet away from him. He lifted his nose in the air and sniffed around. Nothing smelled out of the ordinary and he let himself relax just a little. He closed his eyes and opened up his ears to listen to the world around him. Evander waited a few minutes and that was when he heard it. A cry. It was soft, barely audible, but he heard it. Immediately, his feet ran in the direction of the cries. He ran deeper through the woods until h

The laughter and buzz of people talking faded in the background as the cold breeze of wind whistled in the chilly night and they went farther and farther, higher until they reached the peak of the hill. They were alone. Leonidas turned to November and held both her hands. He smiled down at her, “Do you like it? According to my research, the moon looks closer in this part of the country hence it looks quite big and seems to be nearer.” November looked up to the said moon, the sky was so dark but the moon was beautiful. She chuckled softly, not tearing her gaze away from the moon. “I do. It’s so beautiful Leonidas… So beautiful.” She didn’t see how Leonidas’s gaze gentled and as if unconscious

The moons represented every shape of the moon while the stars were shining brightly around it. I ran my fingers over the stars, "Thank you, this is beautiful," I replied still mesmerized by it but reluctantly tore my gaze from the windchime to find Damien looking at me with a big smile on his lips. There was no icy glare in his eyes that had the power to melt the person standing in front of him. I couldn't look away from his captivating smile, which held all of my attention. "How did you know I like wind chimes?" I asked curiously.

She looked above her head. The moon was still shining under the darkness and stars were sparkling everywhere. “The moon is too beautiful. Look, a full moon.”

I would hurt or kill anyone for her. We got off the rollercoaster and strolled down to the exit, hand in hand. "Wow, the sky is so bright and clear here, and the moon, gosh, it's so beautiful. Isn't it beautiful?" She fixated on the sky, an awed look on her face I had thought she looked beautiful earlier but now she looked ethereal. The glow of the moon in her hair made it shine brighter than it ever had, the glow also affected her eyes and her smile and I swore she was a celestial being.

People tend to fear what they don’t understand, and fear is a good friend of hate and deception. I tilt my head back and peer at the moon, perched high in the inky sky, shining gloriously. The sight truly is breathtaking, and though I have seen this view every night of my existence, it still manages to hold me captive. But for some wild reason, it feels like forever since I have allowed myself to be lost in her beauty. Especially now with everything that has been happening lately.

She looks up, and it's true. It has been rusting ever since last spring if you believe the papers, but who would still believe them nowadays? They have been lying for a year now. Except, when it comes to the moon. With its brown spots, it looks marbled. As if someone had taken it off the sky by the start of the year in order to petrify it. Like what they’ve done with life.

Jolene's eyes sparkle with delight as she takes in the sights, her curiosity piqued by the mysteries that lie waiting to be discovered. Together, they explore the moon's vast expanse, each step bringing them closer to uncovering its secrets. With Theo by her side and the Earth Goddess as their guide, Jolene embraces the adventure that awaits, eager to immerse herself in this new and enchanting world. As Jolene gazes upon the mystical landscape of the fantasy moon, she is enraptured by its ethereal beauty. The moon's surface glows with a soft, silver light that seems to emanate from within, casting long, shimmering shadows that dance across the terrain.

The uncertainty gnawed at me, a sharp reminder that the Moon Goddess seemed to delight in weaving complexities into my life, adding layers of confusion to an already tumultuous journey. The scene before me was breathtaking as I arrived at the serene lakeside. The full moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the water’s surface, which sparkled like a myriad of tiny diamonds. I settled onto a weathered wooden bench, letting the cool evening breeze gently caress my face as I immersed myself in the beauty surrounding me.