BLUE MOON
Taking a few steps to close the distance between us, now closer I try not to tilt my head to get a better look around Zayne.
Standing before me was not what I was expecting. I don’t even know what I was expecting but right now when Zayne moves to the side to revile me, I come to a stop at his side, the others flanking us, and an elderly male in a white garment stands before me. Around his neck is a giant silver necklace with a crescent moon pendant, with a weirdly greyish-blue stone in the middle.
He stares at me with light blue eyes that reflect sliver then back to blue as a wide smile stretches his lips.