Upper Moons Fanart Novels & Stories

His hand came up and brushed a stray snowflake from my cheek. “They have excellent taste,” I said, leaning into his touch for a fleeting second. “They want me to tell the First Moon story.” His smile widened, and the pride in his eyes deepened. “Of course they do. You give the old tales new breath.” He glanced around the hollow, at all the bustling activity, then back at me. “Everything coming together?” “I think so. Martha and Elara are geniuses. The banner…” I trailed off, feeling a flicker of that nervousness return. “I chose the motif. A seed breaking open beneath the moon. Growth from darkness.”

I finally asked, with my voice sounding like thunder. “Rory, we'll have to fight back. " We have to gather allies who are willing to fight and break out of the darkness that is trying to overwhelm us, she said in a fierce tone, as the fire in her eyes lit up at that instant. “However, you must take this along..." She immediately put her hands in her pocket, and brought out a mysterious-looking stone. The surface looked very smooth and clear, it looked very crystal clear. In the center, I recognized a painting from one of the pack meetings. It symbolized an emblem of both royalty and classical aura.

Theresa looked closely at him and noticed that he was eating a mushroom. She squatted and examined him with interest as she looked at his transparent head which seemed to contain an image of the galaxy with millions of stars and nine balls which might be the nine planets rotating around a bigger orb which she guessed was the sun and was the major source of the light shining in its head. It was like the creature had the entire universe in its transparent large head.

Afte giving in one last wave, I ran to my room as Axel’s voice echoed in his office. “How long do you plan on keeping Alpha Ky’s warriors here?” After shutting the door, I was able to enter my room of silence. Thankfully, Pitch Perfect 2 was on next so I didn’t have to look through the channels. After a little thinking, I decided to make the moon the main focus of the picture. It was be mostly the moon with some fog. The moon will be pretty bright with a little extra shiny spots on it. Maybe even a wolf in the corner of it. It will depend how I feel when I get started.

Alpha Ulric let the men talk amongst themselves while they took in the information. “What packs are doing this? What Alphas and Alphas-to-be are doing this?” Alpha Reese from New Moon said. “At least Cold Moon, Eclipse, Far Side, Storm Moon, Mead Moon, and Crescent Moon. I suspect there may be more,” Alpha Ulric said. More murmurs and talking.

My eyes were enormous circles with jagged lines coming out—lightning, maybe. Underneath, in Rowan’s careful, wobbly handwriting: THE KERSED LUNA. The second panel had a moon with angry eyebrows and what I thought might be teeth. A tiny figure (me, presumably) stood under it, frowning. Panel three showed a blob with too many arms, and what I assumed was Malric’s crown, being bitten by a smaller blob with pointy teeth. Panel four was just me again, this time with a wolf tail and a baby in my arms, the angry moon now… smiling? Or having a stroke. It's hard to say.

They believe that the moon is their rightful ruler (which is complete rubbish) and so everything in the "Moonlit Kingdom" has to do with, of course, the moon. On their flag, they have the moon and the stars, and they paint pictures of moons and wear blue all the time. They are nature-centric as well, because of their belief that if mankind ruins the earth, their precious moon gods would come down and destroy us all. I crack my knuckles and lay my elbows on the table.

I said with a pout, as he took a picture of my neck. "I can kind of sense what you’re thinking." He smirked. I frowned. "That’s a wolfie thing?" "Kind of." He winked as he held the phone out to me. I took it, my heart skipping a beat as I looked at the screen nervously. It was not what I was expecting. There was a full moon, surrounded by flames. One could mistake it for the sun, but it was clearly a moon. In front of the moon was a silhouette of a wolf, its fur a deep navy black, littered with stars and a small moon… just like the night sky…

Meghan's POV Snow crunched beneath my feet. Cold air filled my lungs. I froze. The landscape stretched endlessly around me. A frozen lake reflected moonlight like glass. Towering pine trees lined the shoreline. Mountains rose in the distance. The sky glowed with streaks of silver and blue. I knew this place. Not because I'd been here. Because I'd painted it. Again. And again. And again. Every canvas I'd ever touched seemed stitched together into one impossible landscape.

You have dedicated yourself to the Moon Goddess’ service. Save the moon water to cleanse and charge your moon altar and tools. One of the most effective ways of working with a goddess like Moona is to set up an altar or a space on your altar dedicated solely to her. A painting of the moon, a moon goddess statue, or even a few pieces of moonstone are a perfect representation of her. Horses, silver, and white are great for Moona altar decorations. Dedicate your altar space to her and tell her it was built in her honour. Leave an offering of moonstones, silver, moon water, a small horse figurine or drawing, a poem, etc. to appease her.