Novel & Cerita The Moon Is Beautiful Isn't It Response

he frets, panic-stricken. “I did see it,” I giggle while raising my hand to cradle the dainty crescent moon between my fingers, “-and no, it’s not too much, it's beautiful. Thank you for it,” I gush, realising I haven’t acknowledged it any sooner than now.

The dangerous beauty of the moon makes people astonished for a few seconds until they regain their senses. The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections and yet so attractive and radiantly gorgeous. The moon is an exuberant sign of romantic relationships, possibilities when we must trust our intuition and recognize that now we have an opportunity to ‘go for it!’

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“Moon.” I nod my head. “Moon is beautiful as well but stars hits different for me. They are like those crystal balls in every fairy tale movies and they bring our wishes to life.” I excitedly uttered which made Damian chuckle so I look up at him. “Why? You don’t believe on shooting stars?” “Those are just made up, Laurier.” I shake my head. “It’s not. Those shining being listens more than a person in our life can.” I murmured before I fold knees and put my chin on top of it while still looking upwards. “Do you know that they are the best listeners that people failed to have?”

Nickaulas glanced up at the midnight blue sky through his windshield. It was a pitch black new moon night. The sky appeared forlorn and darker without the moon. For the first time the beauty of the moon struck him. He still sees it as cold and ugly but now he had also started to see it differently all because of her. It is beautiful in the way it embraces the night without any qualm and lights it up with its soft light. She was just like moon in his life the only diiference being she wasn't cold and ugly in fact, she was the most beautiful and warmest soul he knew. His life would also become forlorn and barren just like the night without her presence in it. She was his moon and he was her ni

The place doesn't look scary anymore because of the moon. "Yeah, the moon is so beautiful tonight, mate," Michael replied to me with a strange smile on his lips as if he was thinking of something else right now. "Why are you smiling, Michael? Did I say something funny?" I ask him with furrowed brows but he just quickly shakes his head in defense.

The pangolin looked at the moon and said. "The real moon will always be affected by all kinds of factors, such as the Demon Aura, Devil Aura, and even a dark cloud. It's just like the beautiful women since ancient times that can only be called beautiful only when there are some flaws. Only then can people really remember it. And the man-made beauties are the same. They seem to be perfect every inch, but in fact, when they are combined together, you will feel uncomfortable." "Everything in the world is like this."

It was such an intimate look with so much pain. "The Moon is beautiful isn't." Alexandra quietly repeated the words of the night of their breakup. "Not that it changes anything."

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.

"It is beautiful, like every part of your body. I love you." "I love you more, my Moon. Go sleep; you’ll need the energy for tomorrow."