Walk Two Moons Novels & Stories

I asked, turning to the other woman, who pulled down her hood. She was glowing a soft white, and her skin was the color of the moon, her eyes pitch black. She wore a thick silver crown that bore the different cycles of the moon. The full moon at the front of her head, “It’s been some time since I have seen you, child.” The woman’s voice was echoed, a mix between a man’s and a woman’s voice. “You’ve grown so much… I can’t wait to see you lead our people into the era of the light and out of the era of darkness.” “What do you mean? I’m dead?”

Thankfully, nothing unusual happened. Soon, the night fell, and even though the day was hectic and nerve-wracking, I couldn’t sleep. I walked through the moonlit corridors alone, the sound of my footsteps echoing faintly against marble. I found myself drawn to the Moonwell again... The water glowed faintly, silver ripples whispering across its surface. And when I stepped closer, I swore I heard it—soft, melodic, a woman’s voice. ‘Child of Two Moons… blood of balance, bearer of dawn. The seal weakens.’

, Jackson pointed to the two piles of books and scrolls with a brisk jerk of his chin, while hurriedly taking one pile himself. Shay walked over to grab one of the piles left on the table, accidentally knocking down an ancient scroll that unraveled slightly as it hit the floor. Bending down she picked the scroll up, noticing as she did so the image of two moons illuminating the sky and reflecting their perfect spheres over the surface of a crystal clear lake. Confused, she turned to the professor not quite looking at him, still fascinated with the thing in her hands. “The curse of the two moons…but that’s a bedtime story, why would they need this?” Shay blurted out.

He rarely fought him when he was a kid. They walked in silence as they trod the path of the moon road silently lighted by the white glowing flowers and insects. The ceiling above them appeared like it has a glass ceiling but it was actually made of water. It reflected the clearness of the ink-black night illuminated by the moon. “This moon path is very beautiful,” said Rana admiring the path they walked on. “How I wish I knew this path existed then we could have entered here, Enos.” She said as she looked around and up the sky like they were simply strolling in the village park.

she said, crouching down near the ground and walking slowly. I rolled my eyes because she was being silly, but I crouched down and followed closely behind her. “And why do we have to walk like this and not normal?” I asked her in a half-whisper. She looked at me for a second, then searched the area and spoke in a whisper. “Because stupid, this is Blue Moon territory and they have guards on patrol, and if we get caught… yikes… let’s not think about that.” She shuddered at the thought and grabbed my arm again so we could keep going.

The other part was the real basement which was below the ground. Dara’s room window opened to the garden which was at the back of the house. It was a big garden. Cold wind blew and the moon looked beautiful than anything. She put her ear phones on and played hers and Wade’s favorite song. She sang softly with the song and watched the moon as it shined. “O for I can’t help falling in love with you!” she sang. After the song finished, she thought to go to her bed and get some sleep as she was feeling tired and sleepy now.

Lynx scrambled away, still laughing even as Nathaniel chased him through the underbrush, sparks flying from his fingertips. Lalaine shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "The grown-ups are more childish than the orphans," she whispered to the girls, leading them back toward the nun to show off their braided hair. ---- Meanwhile, the library was a tomb of silence. To Stella, it felt like an orphanage for old, forgotten books. She wandered the aisles until a spine on the highest shelf caught her eye. She climbed the rolling wooden ladder, her fingers trembling as she pulled the volume out. "The Moon Princess" was embossed on the cover. There was no author listed. She flipped it op

Just to make sure we’re all safe and sound. Mom: (reassuringly) Alright, I’ll pack my gear and head your way. Charlie: (smiling) Thanks, Mom. I knew I could count on you. Mom: (softly) Always. Just remember, the moon is full, and we’re stronger together. Charlie: Don't tell Dad… Yet Mom: Wouldn't dream of it kiddo. Love you. Charlie: Love you too “What did she mean when she said the moon is full and we’re stronger together?” Maya asked.

Lyra's POV: The path to the lake was silver in the moonlight. I had walked it enough times in the past two months to know every root and rise of it, every place where the ground dipped unexpectedly and every place where the canopy opened and the sky came through clean and full. I had walked it alone at first, measuring and planning, and then with timber and tools on the weekends when everyone was occupied elsewhere, and then alone again checking and rechecking until I was satisfied.