Sun And Moon Drop นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Right now I didn’t even care that all the lights in the house were on. It was a thirty minute drive to Theodore’s. The ride was slow and quiet. We were all lost in our thoughts. The dull sound of the tires on the tarmac and the smooth rev of the engine were the only sound that dominated the car through out the entire ride. In a distance, the mansion that hosted most members of the coven appeared. It was a magnificent view and no matter how upset I was I had to appreciate the view. all the lights in the mansion were turned on. I guess they stayed up for me. I feel so special. Not.

Soon, the moon was seen and it stood before the sun, blocking its ray's and then a second moon which was red was seen emerging also and it covered both the sun with the first moon. Suddenly, Rozralas felt weak, it was as if something was draining her and her legs gave way. She fell down breathing fast and hard. Nevera lips curled into a cruel heartless smile, it's working.

The morning introduced itself glissfully replacing the night. The sun beam penetrated through spaces that the curtains had not covered in her window. It made her room glow golden. This is one of the rarest view that everyone admires to take a picture of, the moon dissappearing in the horizon while the sun appeared on the opposite side.

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.

what could possibly go wrong? Moon's blessings, Odessa 🌙✨

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.”

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?”