Stars And Moon For You Novels & Stories

Gertrude said after a reluctant scoff. “That may be how you see it from your perspective. But I really think that the stars and moon come out at night to fill the void of darkness. They all came out to preach light. The moon, the stars, the night…I think they’re all partners. They are all supporters of each other. I envy the night for having so many supporters. Supporters that preach light in order not to make the dark feel alone or lonely. His supporters are clearly filling his dark heart with light. The night is indeed lucky,” I offered a faint sigh.

he asked. “Twenty-first of January,” replied Matt. “When is the next full moon?” asked Red. Matt took out his phone and did a voice search. “When is the next full moon?” Matt asked his phone. A woman’s pleasant voice was heard: The first full moon of the year, or what Native Americans call the Wolf Moon, will light up the night sky on January 28. Enjoy your camping, Matt! After the computer-generated voice, there was the sound effect of a howling wolf. Red smiled as he heard the sound effect while Matt immediately lowered his phone.

Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center. My breathing stopped. I had sketched that design when I was fifteen, in the corner of my old sketchbook. The day Ryan confessed to me, he had pointed at that drawing, his voice shaking. “Jane, one day when I have money, I’ll make this for you. “Stars always stay beside the moon. “Just like I’ll never break my promise to you.” Now he had finally made it. He just put it on someone else. On screen, Wendy touched the pendant at her collarbone and smiled shyly.

I opened my mouth to tell him about it, but then small circles started forming around my index finger. The moment was calm, and I put my whole hand in the cold water. The surface of the water changed, it turned into a mirror. But there was no reflection. I saw the full moon on the surface of the water. Then it disappeared, and a woman appeared. I couldn't see her face. Her back was facing me. The hair...it had silver strands. The image went away quickly, and then fire....angry flames around a crib replaced it. People were running.

They were looking at the moon. Dev "Adarsh said that the moon and thirst will never meet again. What did he mean?" Yamini, "The moon means the werewolves, and the thirst means the vampires. The moon is their weakness, and thirst is ours." Dev "Is falling in love a sin?" Yamini "No." Dev turned towards Yamini. Dev "Has Riva and Adarsh really moved on?"

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?”

“I will never regret knowing you too.” I want to look at him but I feel shy so I try looking anywhere else and notice that it’s already dark. The moon is shining bright with the dazzling stars. My adoptive mom is right, the sun and moon let each other shine at their time. I move my head and look at Airo who is now looking above too. “They are beautiful, right?” he asks. “Yeah.” A short answer escapes me. As he hears my voice, his eyes meet mine slowly moving his head towards me.

A student taps the banner in passing, and it rolls over to reveal the words inscribed on it: GREYSTONE’S HIGH WINTER FORMAL IS HERE: A Night Under The Stars. It's such a cliche tagline. And yet, it stirs a warm feeling in my stomach. Like a blast from the past, the memory of watching the stars past midnight tugs a smile on my lips. Mr Miller’s Calc equations breeze past me as I take another glance at the banner. The thought of reenacting a night of stargazing with her builds up heat in my chest, drowning out every thought of the Lycan. Slowly, a coy plan forms in my mind.

Marcus joked along and we all laughed. I looked at Wyatt and Zen and turned back my focus on the three wolves, "The lesser powerful a potion made from a moonflower that is rare to find and only a few know how it looks and what is exactly used from the flower for the potion." I said, making Tanner clap his hands and point a finger at Logan and Marcus, "See I was right!" We all laughed at his enthusiasm. I continued, “The second one grants better results as it is obvious from our week experiment.”

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.