Novel & Cerita What Does The Moon Is Beautiful Isn't It

It had the sign of the moon on it too. "This, is the sword of Artemis, it will be your cloud in the day and fire in the night. It will be your guild. Accept this gift from the goddess of the moon." Myra bowed placing the sword in her hands. Kendrick hesitated taking it at first, but changed his mind as his took it carefully from her hands. He held it in his hands and the moon symbol on the handle of the sword glowed brightly, and so did the moon on Myra's forehead.

CHAPTER 1 Butterflies in the stomach turn the mind and soul into the joyful space of the moon and the stars. Mhhh! Stars… The beauty ,adornment and embellishment of the stars... Stars are born as soon as the sun goes to be breastfed by its very own mother everytime it sets down, and I can say that's what elucidates broad daylight and the night. Commencing something beautiful is a natural,cosmical feeling, it's a beautiful feeling that no one can pass the question easily, writers and poets still can't pass that expressional answer, it's a mystery!

Only this instance. Standing up and opening the huge wood window beside the bed lies a beautiful and perfect sky to watch. The dawn couldn't be this so mesmerizing. It was a lunar eclipse. I love the lunar eclipse. For me, it symbolizes our world. The situation we all are in. In life, we could be the moon. Glowing and shining in the dark. Yet there are times when our problems will stop us from shining just like the eclipse. Yet, we should bear in mind that it may take a while before it resolves, we will shine once more. Just like how the full moon will shine back when the eclipse would be over.

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

“Isn’t the moon beautiful tonight?” “Very beautiful. And it’s so bright, look at all those stars.” I agreed with her, staring into the sky and appreciating the moon and the way it made the flowers look prettier than they already did. This is exactly why I like the garden, it’s so relaxing. It eased my mind, maybe it was because Rose was there with me or the calmness the moon brings. “You are very right, I wish I could spend the whole night staring at it.” She voiced out.

“The moon looks beautiful doesn't it? “ he asked instead. I looked away from him, with a sad smile. My subconscious mocked me. What was I thinking? That he'll open up to me? He had nothing to say to me, he had made that clear from the start but why did I wish it was different? “It is” I always admired the moon, and its ability to stay so bold and beautiful I couldn't help but wonder why it seemed so peaceful to gaze at it every single night. Why it made it so easy to ignore all the pain and suffering caused by the day, how easily it could end, yet it stayed the same. It reminded me of how beautiful the world could be if you ignored all the darkness and fear. I laughed at myself, I dreamt too

Cilyna's mother began. The full moon's silvery glow shines down as a spot light on a pure white wolf with golden eyes that glowed with the magic of the moon goddess. She leaned down to get a drink from the cold steam and suddenly noticed a pair of eyes standing behind her in the reflection from the water. The white wolf eases closer and she slowly turns to face this beautiful creature hoping for the best. The golden eyes piercing glare lasted only a moment before the wolf started growling. The girl resembed the moon goddess that cursed her and the girl's face sent the beast into a frenzy.

"No, I'm happy. I was just thinking how beautiful the moon looked tonight." END OF VOLUME ONE

“three Winter Solstices ago, the family from that malpractice case cornered her there—under the blood moon. They used silver-forged blades, cut deep until her wolf couldn’t heal. When the bond broke, she screamed once, and then… she was gone before the healers could even reach her.” He paused, voice lowering. “The Elders said her spirit howled for one year before the moon claimed her. Her scent lingers because she died there.” Rowan’s brows furrowed, his jaw tightening with a pain he refused to name. “Don’t insult me,” he snapped. “She always had a flair for drama.” He pulled out his phone, the blue glow illuminating the hollows beneath his eyes.

Chapter 42; Human Realm When Megan was 1 year and 6 months into the pregnancy, KuLaa made her go through a ritual where she spent every full moon sleeping in a circle drawn on the deck or by the stern of the ship, depending on which side the moon was hanging. This ritual was to help her balance out her strength since she had stopped absorbing external essences. This ritual went on until the day Megan went into labor. Fortunately for her, it was on a full moon. KuLaa was so happy. According to her, it was a sign that the Moon mother favored Megan and her cubs.