Novel & Cerita Tears Of The Moon

Their laughter fills our home with warmth, and their love is a constant reassurance of how lucky I am. Every night, when the moon rises high in the sky, I take a moment to thank the moon goddess for the gift of my family. Selene, with her bright smile and curious nature, always finds a way to make me laugh. She has this incredible ability to see the beauty in everything, and her enthusiasm is contagious. Kingdom, on the other hand, is my little protector. He has a kind heart and a strong spirit, always looking out for his sister and me. Together, they make my world complete.

“You might get her bad luck.” They burst out laughing, and I bow my head, focusing on what I am doing. I heard it all before, but it cuts deep. My eyes water, but I force myself to blink them away. I am not going to give them the time of day and show them that I'm crying. “Why?” I wonder silently, my hands trembling as I work. “Why did you make me this way, Moon Goddess? I'll never be good enough. I'll never be accepted.”

He had walked it a thousand times when he was young. He reached the Moon Spring. The water was clear and cold. The same rocks sat by the edge, worn smooth by years of use. The same stars reflected on the surface, bright and distant. He sat down on the grass. He lay back and looked up at the sky. He remembered a girl with dark hair and bright eyes. He remembered her laugh. Her hand in his. Her voice, soft and sure, saying, "Moonstones are the moon's tears. If I hold onto it, the moon will help you find me."

Up close, the Moon's Tear was even more mesmerizing—it shimmered with inner light, casting rainbow patterns across my hands as I reached toward it. Don't do this, my wolf warned. Once you touch it, everything changes. Everything's already changed, I thought back. I reached out and touched the Tear. The world exploded. I was falling—no, flying—no, I was everywhere and nowhere all at once. I saw everything. The entire history of wolves unfolded before me like a tapestry. The first pack. The Moon Goddess herself, weeping as she watched her children fight and kill each other in endless cycles of violence.

And she began to cry. At first, I thought my eyes were deceiving me. The sight was too wrong, too impossible. The Moon Goddess did not weep. She did not mourn the way mortals did. But the tears fell. Thick and dark. Blood. It streaked down her silvery face, staining her luminous fur as it dripped onto the ground below. Each drop hissed softly as it hit the silver earth, blooming into dark red petals that spread and then vanished. “No,” I breathed, panic clawing its way up my throat. “Please….what does this mean?”

I was going to pack for my one week training at the moon goddess sanctuary at the Luna Central Pack which is very far away. "I would say I would only see you after a week even though……" My voice trails off, I pull him straight into my bosoms and hug his head as we lie on the bed in our bedroom so passionately. I feel some liquid which seems like tears, I look at his face and discover they are actually tears. His tears drive the same from my eyes. I caress his head, brush his face and his eyelids with my hands, wiping away the tears. He sniffs. I pat him, telling him not to cry for me. "I would be alright!"

Ella’s POV Slowly I climbed back onto the boulder which felt much warmer than this morning probably due to the sun’s heat beating off its satiny surface throughout the day. I found myself trying to hold back tears that were forming behind my eyelids. Tears that I did not want to spill all day while I was at school in front of all my peers. I felt like all my prayers to the Moon Goddess were for nothing over the last couple of years, and all my dreams of this day being the day just shattered to a million pieces just like my heart was feeling right now.

All I knew was to run away. My running stopped as soon as I reached a lake. I have no clue where this lake was or how far I had come but I knew I was still in the pack land. I could sense the borders pull just some meters away from where I stood. Glad that it was a full moon night, I collapsed by the lake's bank that imitated the role of a mirror. The clear water of the lake reflected the round moon like an acrylic painting on a huge irregular shaped canvas. One word; breathtaking. Though I didn't intend to ruin the pretty picture, my throat was absolutely parched. Tongue lapping at the water in desperation, I slowly slid myself in the water to calm the aching of my muscles.

Austin appeared behind me at some point, taking off his own coat and draping it over my shoulders. He didn't offer me warm water. Instead, he handed me a pendant glowing with soft moonlight. "I heard what happened," he said in a steady tone." This is the Moon Goddess's Tear, a sacred relic of my pack. It can stabilize your mother's condition temporarily. I have arranged a private plane to take it to her overnight." His calm demeanor inexplicably soothed me.

"Please Lune, you have to tell what's going on.' 'Sniff.' What! 'Sniff.' Is he crying? But, why? His eyes that were desperately trying to hold back his sadness began to betray him and slowly, his tears begin to fall. As painful as it was to see him like this, his tears were really magical, they glow, they really glow, his tears are beautiful than the night stars. The more I get to know about him the more I question his existence, was this man really a star, if his tears were as beautiful as the stars then I wonder how beautiful his true form is.