Sailor Moon Draw Novels & Stories

He was especially feeling today, but…. There’s only one moon on the ceiling. A frown etches itself across my face because why is that? I drew those moons myself. The whole landscape. I wanted it to be that whenever we looked at the ceiling, we would see us. I drew me and him sitting in the background, just two small dots, and I drew the sea spread out before us. The waves as they crashed on the beach, the heavy clouds on the horizon. The deer just a few paces away, feasting on the grass, and to complete it, the two moons in the distance.

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

He smiled, “Go for it, babe. I know you’ll make them awesome.” I started on the basement nursery. I drew a dragon surrounding a howling wolf, with a harvest moon in the background. Then I walked to the first-floor nursery and drew a gold dragon flying with a blue sky and the gold sun in the background. In the second-floor nurseries, I drew the Moon Goddess standing over three wolf cubs in one, I drew the Moon Goddess standing over three baby dragons in another, then I drew the Moon Goddess standing over two sleeping baby dragons and one sleeping wolf cub. Aidinth looked at each of the sketches and said, “Babe, these are amazing! I almost can’t wait to see what they’re going to look like afte

He smiled, “Go for it, babe. I know you’ll make them awesome.” I started on the basement nursery. I drew a dragon surrounding a howling wolf, with a harvest moon in the background. Then I walked to the first-floor nursery and drew a gold dragon flying with a blue sky and the gold sun in the background. In the second-floor nurseries, I drew the Moon Goddess standing over three wolf cubs in one, I drew the Moon Goddess standing over three baby dragons in another, then I drew the Moon Goddess standing over two sleeping baby dragons and one sleeping wolf cub. Aidinth looked at each of the sketches and gasped, “Babe, these are amazing! I almost can’t wait to see what they’re going to look like af

“So get going everyone. Bring out your pens and notebooks and try drawing them as and when possible. Your Luna will help you if you get stuck but it’s pretty much a lot of practice and patience till you all learn to draw them.” Madeleine went to the whiteboard and erased everything we had written previously. Taking out a marker, she began drawing it, “So these are the set of runes, I had drawn on the wooden stumps to free the wisps. I had to retrace it nine times in a circle to finally free them all. Hence, I do believe that we might have to draw it in a circle around the lich that will hold him in like a cage. To not confuse you, I will draw the mirror image…”

Stars sparkled within his translucent body, and his voice echoed like the whispers of ancient nebulae. Third was Levana, the Moon Mistress. She appeared as a serene figure, her skin pale and luminous like the moon at midnight. Her hair flowed like silver rivers, and her eyes were deep pools of liquid night, reflecting the phases of the moon. Fourth was Thalassia, the Ocean Keeper. Her form was fluid and ever-changing, shifting from water to ice to mist. Her eyes were the color of the deepest seas, and she exuded a calm yet formidable power, like the tide that shapes the shores.

Heat prickled at my skin, not burning, but pressing, insistent, like the land itself was waiting for me to speak. Siora placed a small bowl in my hands, carved from bone, filled with water that reflected the moon above. “Kneel.” I obeyed, the damp moss soaking through my trousers. My reflection stared back at me from the bowl eyes wide, uncertain, silver flecks swimming in the dark of my irises that hadn’t been there before. “Close your eyes,” she said softly. “The Moon borne draw not from force, but from stillness. You are not a soldier in this. You are a vessel.”

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.

Rhiannon's POV The drawings started when she was two. Not unusual — Soren had drawn at two, large silver loops he called wolves and people both, undifferentiated but earnest. Lyra's drawings were different from the beginning. Precise. She held the crayon with a grip that shouldn't have been possible at two and produced shapes that were recognisably shapes, and the shapes meant something. The seals. Seven of them. Always seven. Arranged in the same pattern each time — a configuration that I didn't recognise until I showed it to Sera, who had studied the Council's documentation extensively and went very still when she looked at the drawing.

"You're back! Look what I made!" I dropped to my knees and caught him in my arms, lifting him into a tight hug. The scent of baby powder and clean clothes instantly made all the lingering stress leave my muscles. "Oh, sweetie! Let me see. What did you draw?" Leo held up the paper proudly. It was a drawing of a big blue boat on a wavy green sea, with a very tall man, a woman, and a little boy standing on the deck. The tall man had black hair, just like Julian.