Tales Of Moonlight And Rain นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Rain asked Cloud. "I know none of you like to read." He said then leaned back in his chair. We teased and joked all night while Red would come down from time to time to get food. This is my first day in Moonlight, it was ugly at first but because I know Rain and Shadow as well as Zero, the time spent while I'm here in Moonlight has been good.

Rain falls in heavy footsteps outside the windows, while thunder clashes across the ashen sky. The moon is obscured by angry clouds yet, despite the gloom the night couldn't have looked more beautiful. The candle light flickers for a moment as a harsh wind wanders through the open window before it trashed against its lock. The lights go out, yet I've felt no need to move.

The path to Raven's trust was labyrinthine, but with every step, with every stolen glance and unspoken word, they were drawing closer. The world was cloaked in a cocoon of stillness as night's embrace stretched across the vast expanse. The moon, in all its silvery splendor, cast a luminescent glow that transformed the terrain into a realm of magic and mystery. The gentle shimmer of the moonlight was like an artist's brush, painting the scene with ethereal strokes, making everything it touched seem both real and dreamlike.

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.

Rain's P.O.V. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I fall asleep, but opening my eyes, I'm surrounded by nothing but black, and I know exactly what's going on. I found the light silver glow and walked towards it before hearing the comforting voice of the moon goddess, Selene. I can't help but smile as she comes into view before panic starts, knowing that we only have a meeting like this when something terrible has happened or will happen. "Hello, daughter. I'm glad to see you in such good spirits," Selene said with a smile of her own as she reassured me. This is a good meeting. There's no need to panic. I've come to inform you of my plans for Odett's future."

"So, moonlight isn't just sunlight bouncing off the moon; it's like a transformed version of sunlight, carrying a different energy?" "Exactly!" She nodded, pleased with my understanding. "It's like the moon's own version of sunlight, altered and imbued with a unique essence as it journeys through space and time before reaching us here on Earth. That's what makes harvesting moonlight so intriguing—it's tapping into this distinct energy source, harnessing its qualities for various purposes. It's almost like the blue fires used by certain creatures, but not quite similar."

Newborns taken from their mothers and families and left to starve to death, or thrown into rivers. There were only two other recordings of the "Crying Moon" or "Weeping Goddess" as some have referred to the night show. Both times, the same things happened and with more or less casualties. None of the recordings state anything other than each one started with a fight for power. It is stated in the old scriptures that should you see this sighting you need to do either one of two things. Run, or prepare for death and destruction.

I reached out and delicately retrieved it from the shelf, cradling it in my hands. A surge of anticipation coursed through my veins as I opened the book, its pages pristine and unmarred. The words within held the promise of hidden truths, a key to unlock the enigma that had consumed my thoughts. I read the title embossed in elegant lettering: "Tears of the Moon: Secrets Untold." My heart raced with excitement as I turned to the first page. The words danced before my eyes, weaving a narrative of forbidden knowledge and clandestine affairs. It spoke of a world beyond the ordinary, a realm where ancient forces converged and hidden battles waged under the pale light of the moon.

I walked with weak knees and body aches from the previous dancing, lightning sparked in the sky, and without prior notice, the rain started to fall. I hated to believe the rumors about rainfall in our city. This city which was dominated by just wolves was blessed with a special kind of rain and meaning. The moon goddess blessed us with the spesh rain years ago and every rain that dropped on the land meant two mates had found each other. Rain fell frequently sometimes, but there was scarcity most of the time. I was delighted someone somewhere was happy to have found their mate. Another beginning, another revolution, another family, and good news to them. I just let the rain drench all my hope