Romans & histoires Sisters Of The Moon Lyrics

“You are the heir of courage, Liora, just like your ancestors. Brave, fearless, unyielding. You carry their blood and their spirit.” I felt my chest tighten, a lump rising in my throat. “I couldn’t have done it without you,” I said softly. “You gave me hope when everything seemed lost. You taught me that even in chains, the spirit cannot be broken. I… I owe you everything.” The second sister stepped forward, her hand brushing my cheek lightly, warm despite her frailty. “And know this, child of the Moon,” she said, her voice firm but gentle, “we will always guide you. Whenever the road seems impossible, whenever the darkness threatens, our spirits will be with you. You are not alone, ever.”

After making a brief appearance for dinner, I came back upstairs and climbed into bed. The banging on my door jolted me awake as Vivian and Luna Nichole burst into the room and headed towards me; Vivian grabbed my legs and dragged me out of bed. “No! The bed is warm!” I screamed, but she continued to pull until my butt was on the floor. I glared at her, “I hate you.” She smirked, “You love me.” I pouted because she was right; she’s the sister I never got to have. I stretched and got up,

Water erupted in a perfect circle, neon lights rippling across the surface like spilled blood. I turned back to Dylan, claws now fully extended, pricking his throat. “Last chance, dude. Where the fuck is your sister?” He whimpered, tears mixing with beer foam. “It’s Lucas… he gave her to Caleb! He said Caleb asked for her, that's why he brought her! They left!” The red moon blazed through the windows, full and monstrous now. I released him; he crumpled. The crowd parted like the Red Sea as I sprinted for the tree line, shirt ripping on branches, boots devouring earth. The forest swallowed me—pine needles stabbing soles, moonlight slicing between trunks in crimson blades.

The betrayal sat under her skin like a bruise she couldn’t hide. “Look, I understand the family is looking forward to you having a family, but it’s not by force that Derrick has to be the one.” Jennifer grabbed her sister’s shoulder reassuringly. “I want you to be happy. We love the money he throws at you, but don’t stay if you don’t feel strongly about him. Not even for Mum.” “Thank you, Sister, that means a lot to me.” Valery managed half a smile. **********

Peering over the hill, listening in from afar with my heightened hearing, the Luna was announced on stage. ‘Another glorious full moon for us to enrich our souls, my brothers, sisters, and children of the pack! We thank the Moon Goddess for graciously allowing us this night to be one with our wolves. As each month hits, we’re still striving to find a cure for the poison that cursed our people, so one day we may be free to be our true selves once again.’ Everyone clapped and some cheered.

Then the tribe follows— and I see it on their faces: the fear, the awe, the respect. Our honor returns to our shoulders like moonlight drawn home. The night still hums with the echo of our tears. Eight of nine sisters beneath the moon — no longer rivals, no longer strangers. The bond that the moon watched shatter now glows whole again. And in that light, I see them — my tribe, my blood beyond blood — watching, waiting, judging, hoping. This is no longer just about me. It never was. The moon healed my body, but the sisters mended my soul.

In search of the man that I was working my hardest to get away from. "How did we end up here? In the Heavens?" Moon asks asking some of the questions I've been thinking. "Well, going the route that we were greatly avoiding-" all the sisters scoff, turning to us. "you...killed each other. Hurdling your souls into our grasp." She says, getting up close. One of her spindling legs come up and move through my hair. As if she's imitating the grasp that they have on us. One of the sisters bumps that one out of the way. "Enough of the questions! It's time for my favourite part. Punishment." She seems to giggle, yet her dribbling body makes it hard. The mood of the whole almost ballroom like area's m

I plead. She smiles at me, a bittersweet look crossing her face. Slowly, she shakes her head. “I’d love to… truly. But you see, my sisters and I… we’re daughters of the Moon Goddess. We were the original guardians of Moon River. It used to be a sacred place, a sanctuary where people came to seek the goddess’s guidance. That witch corrupted it. She hijacked everything and turned it into a prison. Her prison.”

I replied. Selene sighed and nodded. She released her hand from mine and closed her eyes to begin singing. I also stepped aside to start dancing. Selene's melodious voice rang. The music came forth... When morning dawns The moon recedes But who could reach the moon goddess? Who could tell her our sorrows? The world isn't pleasant, as she said. But I have a sister who cares. I have a... She continued singing, and for a moment, I was stumped. This wasn't the song I expected her to sing.

I brought my attention back to the two women in front of me. "Where am I, and who are you," I asked, my face clearly, displaying my confusion. "My name is Selene, and this is my sister Terra." She said, grabbing her sister's hand. They held little similarity. The only thing they shared was the glow that encompassed their bodies. "You may know us as the Mother of Nature and the Mother of the Moon," Terra said. "We hardly ever get to meet our creations, and we rarely see ones that we both took part in making. You have felt so much, endured so much pain in your lifetime."