Lower Moon Novels & Stories

After we ate, we went back to the living room to watch another movie. At around 7 pm, Andrew told me to go and get ready. We had to walk for about 20 minutes to reach the shifting site in the forest. It is a small clearing in the middle of the forest where all wolves go for their first shift. It is special because it is the only place in the forest where the moon can shine on you completely. Our forest is so thick that moon can barely shine through the trees. The clearing is the only place it shines freely. I put on my white dress, chosen especially for this night. It is tradition to wear white on the night of our first shift. I put on my shoes and went back downstairs.

9: Four months ago . . . The moon was at its lowest ebb and this was a secluded corner of the cemetery. The night sky was cloudless but it was still very dark. Jim stood for a moment, letting his eyes get used to the gloom. All the better to see the grave, to admire its beauty.

He laughed. They set up the picnic in her garden. The wok-like grill on the tripod slowly baked their dinner as they lounged on the blanket by the light of the triple moons. Rain considered them as she sipped her dream flower wine. “Can you ever see the stars? There’s all this light.” “Sometimes. They have different cycles, but we actually have a few days each month with only one moon.” “Wow. Must be hard to have much of an observatory. Who named this place the Dark Lands, then?”

“Night, Chan. Call if you need anything.” The line went dead, leaving her alone once more. Channary stared at the phone, her fingers tightening around it. She knew Keaton would probably give the poor woman an earful for trying to stake a claim on him. But even the mild humor of the situation wasn’t enough to distract her from the nagging questions clawing at her mind. Her gaze drifted to the window, where the Moon hung high in the night sky, its light casting a silvery glow across her room. It had always guided her, comforted her.

Under the ethereal glow of the moon, its silvery beams cascading upon the vast expanse of the kingdom, Queen Luna Bella stood in a state of profound contemplation. The atmosphere was serene, yet an undercurrent of unease coursed through her veins. She found herself standing on the grand balcony, a solitary figure in the vast expanse of the night. Her gaze was drawn irresistibly to the celestial orb that hung suspended in the inky sky, its ethereal glow casting a luminous spell upon her. The moon, with its radiant countenance, seemed to beckon her, inviting her to delve into the depths of her own musings.

Then the clouds came. The second the sun was hiding behind the clouds, the loudest shriek Liam had ever heard in his life erupted from behind him. He turned, but he was too slow. A figure in a black cloak had grabbed him and lifted him a solid foot from the ground. It’s hands were cold, clammy, and strong. Liam struggled to breathe, crying out in pain. He could feel his neck being crushed under the weight of this...creature’s...strength, and he kicked and struggled as hard as he could. Liam could hear the sounds of the townsfolk fleeing, knocking over chairs and each other to get away from the cloaked figure. Liam took a second to look into it’s eyes, determined to see who was attacking him.

"But somehow it feels like I won't be seeing you for a long time after this, Ran. I'm even crying. I don't understand this…this…sudden melancholia." "It must be the moon, Jules. It's been a while since we enjoyed looking at the full moon. We usually go here when it's a full moon, remember?" "Yeah, I remember. Just to observe it." Julienne said. "Just to enjoy it." Rana piped in. "Just to enjoy a full moon bath." Rana laughed. "Ahahahaha. Right just to enjoy a full moon bath." "—better than a sunbath that tans our skin burnt—" they said in unison laughing more thereafter.

With trembling hands, she pushed it open, causing a slight creak to pierce the silence of the night. The moon cast an eerie glow on the world below, its pale light dancing on the rustic backyard. Luna peered into the darkness, her thoughts still consumed by the ghostly presence of her mother. She longed for the comfort only her touch could bring, the warmth of her embrace in times of fear and uncertainty.

He settled into a long vigil, determined to be there for Kaerlia every step of the way on her journey to recovery, no matter how long it took. ~~~ The Moon Palace was a breathtaking sight to behold. It stood upon the surface of the moon, gleaming with an ethereal luminescence that cast a gentle, silver-blue glow over the lunar landscape. The palace seemed to merge seamlessly with the moon's natural beauty as if it were a part of the celestial body itself.

I asked, turning to the other woman, who pulled down her hood. She was glowing a soft white, and her skin was the color of the moon, her eyes pitch black. She wore a thick silver crown that bore the different cycles of the moon. The full moon at the front of her head, “It’s been some time since I have seen you, child.” The woman’s voice was echoed, a mix between a man’s and a woman’s voice. “You’ve grown so much… I can’t wait to see you lead our people into the era of the light and out of the era of darkness.” “What do you mean? I’m dead?”