The Wandering Moon Novels & Stories

bira ko sa kanya kaya napanguso siya. "Hindi ah! Sinabi ko nga sa'yo, ilang buwan na akong walang babae. Ikaw lang atsaka si Mommy ang natitirang babae sa buhay ko. Parang tatabi lang sa tulog, ayaw mo pa. Napaka-damot." pag-iinarte niya kaya napatampal ako sa noo ko.

Or kagaya ng pamilya niya na mawawala din ito at magpapatuloy sa buhay na parang hindi siya nakilala/kilala. Ano ang gagawin niya kung sa isang parte ng buhay niya na ang trahedyang pilit niyang tinatakasan ay pilit din siyang binabalikan? Kung gusto niyo malaman kung ano ang mangyayari sa kanya, samahan niyo ako at subaybayan natin ang i****y ni Moon Star a.k.a. "The Lucky Stripper"

Napakalamig ng simoy ng panggabing hangin at napakaganda ng buwan. How she wish that her lolo could see this too. Pangarap niyang makasama muli ang lolo habang nakatingin sa buwan. It's their habit before her lolo fell ill. Napangiwi siya nang mapatingin sa lugar kung saan ginanap ang engagement party. Bumalik sa kaniyang alaala ang paghabol sa kaniya ng mga doberman at mga guwardiya ng gabing iyon. Hindi niya kita ang main gate dahil malayo-layo ito. Ang fountain sa harap ng mansyon ay gumagawa rin ng ingay.

Ramdam niya ang pagpisil ni Gideon sa kamay niya. She inhaled the evening breeze. Tumingala siya sa kalangitan at tumitig sa bilog na buwan. Marahang dumaan ang hangin at humalik 'yon sa pisngi niya. "The moon shines bright tonight," bulong niya. Bumaling siya kay Gideon. Nakatingala rin ito sa buwan at may munting ngiti sa mga labi. Jewel just gaze at him, breathless.

Baka dahil lang 'yon sa puno o kung ano. I shifted my gaze above. The bright and full moon effortlessly captures my whole attention as well as the twinkling stars sparkling around it. Walang pag-aalinlangan kung binuksan ang french window para makalabas sa balcony at mas maayos na matitigan ang buwan. "I want to become that moon, ravishing and is capable of lighting someone's dark nights." I muttered.

I wondered when I would finally feel that constant—when the noise inside me would stop, allowing me to just be. The moon doesn't try to compete with the sun. It knows the sun is brighter, fiercer, and capable of commanding the entire day, but the moon doesn't disappear in shame. Instead, it waits for its moment. It owns the darkness, turning the shadows into something beautiful and soft. It doesn't need to be blinding to be significant; it has its own spotlight, a gentle glow that guides people when the world goes quiet.

“After everything that we’ve been through. Pain after pain... tears after tears... Finally, my moon find its place... to my place... to rise again.” “You are my Moon. You ruled me completely. Thank you for coming back. For Lighting this world again. I love you.” WAKAS -----Thank you for reading this story until the end.----

"Sa muling pagtatago ng araw sa buwan, ang kalangitan ay mayayanig Masasadlak ang lahat sa isang trahedyang walang kasing bagsik. Magtutuos ang liwanag at ang dilim sa isa pang pagkakataon Titigil ang oras at ang lahat ay hihinto, dadagundong ang katapusan Dadanak ang dugo sa lahat ng dako, walang ligtas sa darating na salot Sisibol ang isang digmaang nagmula sa walang hanggan Sa huling pagpatak ng dugo, iisang lupon na lang ang mananaig." -Wakas- Note: Magbabalik ang The Woman, The Dreams and The Moon. Stay tuned for the upcoming sequels and prequels.

just as right now. Like the moon who only shows up at night, Blythe can also feel her freedom of going anywhere she likes and enjoy the world when the sun is not around anymore to burn her sensitive skin. It was as if only the moon could embrace her for who she really is. But if her memory serves her right, since the orphanage's tragedy up to the very misfortune she's experiencing right now, the moon has always been there to witness her distress. It was as if Luna had been keeping wrath from her and she was punishing Blythe at every chance possible.

“Hey!” Hindi na niya ito binigyan pa ng pagkakataong magsalita. Tumayo na siya sa pool at naglakad sa may railing. She looked at the sky. It looks like a deep ocean of midnight blue, scattered with faint stars like pearls resting beneath dark waves. The moon glows through the clouds like a lantern under rippling water, its light spreading softly across the horizon. The thick clouds resemble brushstrokes on a painting—layered, moody, and full of quiet movement, making the whole sky look like a dreamscape or a cosmic sea suspended above the earth.