Sun And Moon Drop Novels & Stories

I dare not blink lest I miss anything of this surreal experience. A thin veil of darkness nibbles at the brightness of the sun at first. As the moon’s silhouette softly approaches the solar canvas, things begin to change, the shadows becoming more defined and sharp. Slowly but surely, the gentle moon claims the mighty sun, descending upon its head like an invading celestial crown. I turn to look at Kaan and I see that just as everyone else, he is staring at the sky like a fanatic, utterly mesmerized and with bated breath.

It seizes for a moon cycle after every ten years. The fifth season is the lunar-solar dropping; it's a season of the moon and sunshine at the same time, the green moon on one part of our sky, and the blue sun on another part, and the last season of every complete moon cycle is the sun falling; a season the blue, sweet-smelling particles fall. It's always a surprise we don't get blue stains on our almost white skin.* The Rift caused numerous speculations in the mind of the elders of Mabudazou.

Water descended from the sky in minuscule drops that mirrored the light of the waning moon. Each tiny drop was a microcosm of the universe of alternating light and shadow, of shifting energies and swirling galaxies, gleaming like diamonds at one instant and then absorbing light and color in a moment.

When he didn’t continue, she frowned. “Are you going to explain that or am I supposed to figure it out myself?” Kael rubbed the back of his neck. For some reason discussing Hollowfangs was easier than this conversation. “Mates are…” He paused. Nova smirked. “Wow. This is actually making you uncomfortable.” “It isn’t.” “It is.” “It isn’t.” “It really is.” Kael shot her a look. Unfortunately, she was smiling now. The traitor. Finally, he sighed. “Mates are two people connected by the Moon.”

ELENA The final rays of the evening sun sank behind the jagged peaks of the Southern ridge, throwing the sprawling valley into an ominous, blood-red shadow. Through the massive glass-domed pavilion of the eastern conservatory wing, the cascading waterfalls no longer looked turquoise; they ran like a river of thick, glowing crimson, catching the initial light of the rising blood moon. The clock struck nine. Three hours remaining until the midnight apex.

But tonight, the valley was drenched in an unnatural, terrifying twilight. High above, the crescent moon was no longer silver. A slow, creeping shadow had begun to eat away at its edge, bleeding a deep, bruised crimson light across the sky. The stars had faded into an ominous slate-grey, and the wind had died down to a breathless, suffocating silence. The cosmic clock had struck its final hour. The Blood Eclipse was here.

It was a full round disc and its silvery glow illuminated the entire pack. "But how is this possible?" Asher whispered. "I don't know." Axel whispered back. "If the moon is back, does that mean..." He trailed off. None of them wanted to say it out. If the moon was back in the sky, did that mean Diana was still alive, somewhere? As they stood there staring at the sky, thunder rumbled softly in the distance and a light drizzle began. But what dazzled them was the silver drops of water that fell from the sky. It wasn't just a normal rain. The drops glowed like tiny diamonds as it fell from the sky and dampened the earth, washing away the blood that had been spilled during the great battle.

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?”

Mentally, he patted himself on the back; the moon goddesses are not the only ones who make matches. Hyperion interjects at this point, "Ladies, could we hear the next line, please?" Mother spoke again, "Two side by side, One spread afar." This time, Cronos jumped in: 'That's easy. Snow Moon and Moon Touched live side by side. Starlight pack lives further away. So if we are going on the theory that the prophecy involves the three packs, well, there is your explanation for line three.'

Frankie replied after looking at my eye. “Why are you girls up here anyway? None of you are 18 yet.” Frankie asked. As I bit my lower lip I just stared for a moment. “I just wanted to see if the blood moon was prettier higher up.” I answered. I stared at the ground hoping he wouldn’t tell us we had to go back. When I looked up I could see Frankie thinking before he spoke. “Well make sure you stay out of the way. The moon will be at its apex in about 30 minutes. And if things get… complicated you’ll have to head back down.” He said a bit skeptical. We knew what complicated actually implied. 2 blood moons ago Allison, Sidney’s sister, dropped to her knees and gave her newly found mate a blow j