The moon dips in and out of my vision, a glistening crescent illuminated against the dark canvas that is night. Silver moonlight bathes me in a strange glow, its almost ethereal. I shiver as the winter wind nips me playfully, its a blessing and a curse. The winter holds dark memories, it was when my mother passed that she entered the arms of the moon god and left us, me her moon child behind. We were once so young and now I feel the ravages of time like my mother did all those years ago when she died. My skin is mottled like wizened apples, my frame frail, my vision no longer as clear as it once was. But still years later I come here, the path beyond the valley, the one place where I can feel the spirit of my mother beside me. She used to take me here as a child and tell me stories about the Moon God, he was a war lord but a beautiful one at that.
He was someone to fear but someone you could rely on when you needed protection. He awoke at night and slumbered during the day, he was flawed and made sure you knew it. This was no cherubic figure of religious reverence but a man with character who made mistakes but tried his best by his people. I used to wonder how my mother knew so much about a figure who I thought so clearly did not exist but I guess I was wrong. After my mother died I spotted a figure in the shallows of her grave; as we buried her stone cold body and threw cold masses of mud into the burial pit there was a crackling of energy in the air. I looked up and there he was, piercing eyes and statuesque height, a god before men wiping away a silent tear. It was true, they were lovers and this jilted lover had come back to reclaim the woman who he had lost when she was still living.
He was invisible to all but me and as he beckoned me with one ghostly finger I followed, aware that the other guests were too busy sniffling to notice. He placed a trinket in my trembling fingers, something he called a ‘moonlight necklace’ to revere the woman he called Moon Goddess- my mother. Now that she is gone this necklace belongs to you, never let go for it holds a thousand memories caught in the imprint of time. The scent of your mothers hair when she bathed in the moon river, the solitude of the moon uniting us as one, the grief I felt when she left me. But why would she leave, she never stopped speaking about you’ I asked hesitantly. I carried on, ‘I think she was in love with you her whole life’ gauging his reaction. He sighed and clenched my trinket ‘because she had to, we could never be together in this lifetime nor any other’. I didn’t understand, what was stopping soulmates from being together? I never met my father but the more I heard the more I believed that the Moon God was the one who planted my origins on earth. The Moon God’s eyes seemed to change colour, glistening with unwanted tears ‘ you would have died if we stayed together, your very existence was special in itself’. He continued ‘ after all who do you think you got your powers from, did you ever wonder how you held such special affinity to the moon?. It was true, since I could remember I heard things that others remained deaf too, felt at peace when the moon was there with me.
But there was one question on my lips; why would I die if I had two parents who loved me? He grimaced ‘ for centuries the sun and the moon have been at war, we fought like comrades at first but that brotherly bond turned into hate. Soon we were knee deep in guts and blood, killing each others people like animals protecting their kingdoms. Villages were pillaged and fires were set, there had not been a fiercer war than ours. Then came the settlement, he told me that this war would only end if I set the woman that I loved aside and did not acknowledge the child that we had together to keep the realm at peace. And if I broke my word my daughter-you- would die alone and afraid. It all made sense now, I thought to myself, why my dearly departed mother was so intent on sharing this man’s story with me, because he was as much a part of my life as she was, if not more so. But it still didn’t explain why he was talking to me now, would I die because of it. As if reading my thoughts he took my shivering hands in his and spoke ‘ Except of course there was one loophole in this clause, if the woman who birthed my child died, I could speak to my daughter once in her lifetime but only once. This will be our only meeting and when the sun comes back up, I must depart into my moon kingdom once more. Just know this, when the death giver comes and claims your soul, you will be here with me watching over all Earth’s children’.
We stayed side by side all night long and when the sun rose I was jolted back to the present, here with my withered hands clasped around the moonlight necklace. My time on this earth was coming to a close and I could feel the throes of death wrap its arms around me. But I was not afraid, I knew that my father, the Moon God would be waiting for me and all the ailments of old age would be washed away in his own moon river. Until we meet again,
The Moon Child
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This is BEAUTIFUL and so simply! Love it!
Nice. I really like this story. I know it is a very deep and powerful story. Every full moon I look up and try to remember those before me that have passed. So this has an even more powerful meaning for me. There is an unspoken deep meaning for many I am sure.
What a beautiful story. I love how detailed it is, makes it very easy to picture the scenes! I like the loophole near the end of the story. Who would have thought that she was the daughter. It’s a good read and I thank you for sharing it.
Beautiful piece! Moon is such a mysterious and fascinating subject. Btw, I love the new look of your blog!
This necklace isn’t something I’d normally go for but I find myself loving it! It’s o pretty and such a unique design.
Such a powerful story. You write so beautiful. This is such a pretty necklace too, it looks so precious 🙂
I’m so charmed by the Moon (new moon more than full ones) and I love stories about it. Even more so if they are so personal, deep and powerful, so thank you for sharing this piece of your personal life story!
Love, love, love the story. As for the pendant, it’s such a unique piece. I would wear it with a black turtleneck jumper so it can be seen a lot. Gorgeous item
What a beautiful and good short story as always. The necklace is beautiful x
Your stories always move me! You should totally write a book! I absolutely love this necklace like I mentioned on the last post! It really is simply stunning!
Such a beautiful, tragic, story and a gorgeous piece of jewellery! The perfect Christmas gift – I think my own daughter would love it.
Love the story, but also the necklace is stunning 🙂
This is such a pretty necklace and I love the story too. I think it would look perfect with some of the dresses I wear.
You really should write a novel, I’m sure it would be a huge hit. The necklace would look perfect with a little black dress for Christmas x
You are a really great writer with lots of attention to detail. The necklace is beautiful too, very chic and elegant.
This is such a gorgeous necklace, I love how the light hits off it!
What a lovely story, I love your writing, it always draws me in!! That is a beautiful necklace, something I’d wear definitely!
Wow what a story, I agree with what someone else said you should write a book. Adore that necklace as well very pretty.
This story is just so beautiful!! You are such a great writer and you would make a brilliant author. I can see your books nationwide
I love how your reviews are never straight forward, but full of beautiful stories, this is another one.
This is such a great piece of writing! Your words are just as beautiful as that necklace.
This is such a pretty necklace and it’s always interesting to hear the symbolism behind them x
Such a gorgeous necklace, it goes perfectly with the dress too
Ah, I love your intro! Such a good attention getter. 🙂 Also, love the necklace! It is totally something I would wear.
Also, have you ever considered writing a novel or tried poetry?
What an amazing and touching story behind the moonlight necklace! Every scene is incredibly beautiful written! You’re very talented writer, keep up the great work!
Beautiful necklace, I like the size of it. Also, why not write a book asap? 😉
Such a touching story I could feel everything you said. And the Moonlight necklace is a beautiful piece of jewelry. Loved it.
That was a beautiful read. Lovely necklace too.
I love this it is so pretty and quite unique to anything else I have seen x
A touching story indeed. Loving the necklace 🙂
What a beautiful story yet so tragic. I was Sorry to hear of the passing of the moon child’s mum that happened this time of year. The necklace is lovely x
Get a literary agent hun, you write beautifully!
Love the pendant, so pretty 🙂
such a touching story Ana.. the moon is a powerful source of our being.. your writing is exceptional, great therapy x
What a lovely story. The necklace is so beautiful.
What a beautiful storey. Your writing is so powerful. The moon is very mysterious and often I look up at the moon and my mind wonders to people who are no longer here.
Se manifique!!! It was like reading a chinese mythological tale and it was as awesome as the movie Kubo & two strings. I love the way you write ana. It’s clear you have both the gift and read quite alot. This story flowed seamlessly with the elegance of the necklace. If you wrote a book I would definitely read it.
What a beautiful story – you really should write a book or something, I love your way with words. That necklace is absolutely stunning!
I love your writing and this story was nice to read. That necklace is gorgeous, something I would wear indeed
Beautiful story and such a gorgeous necklace.
Love how detailed your writing is, gorgeous necklace!
Amazing story – you are so talented! I love how you used this to inspire the story too.
Such an amazing story!! I always love to read your posts! I love your necklace <3 <3
Wow. What a beautiful and powerful story. Also the necklace is gorgeous!
Another stunningly written piece with beautiful photos. That necklace is so beautiful, so unique! xo
This is a very well written piece Ana, I love the necklace it’s a nice delicate piece and I love the colour.Rose gold is really in right now. The stones give it that added sparkle.
What a lovely story and the necklace is gorgeous as well! x
wow wow !!! looks awesome 🙂 You are such a fantastic writer, I love your style of prose. Hauntingly beautiful xx
Oh this looks and sounds amazing, certainly something I would wear myself. I love the way you describe your posts.
What a beautiful and touching story! And I absolutely in love with the pendant. It’s one of these pieces that I could wear with any outfit.
This necklace is so nice, very simple but elegant x
Absolutely powerful and moving story. I was moved. I also like the design of this necklace.
Such a gorgeous and enchanting post and an incredible necklace. I am so drawn to the moon. You’ve just made me realise that I constantly wear moon jewellery too without realising. I’m even wearing earrings as we speak. x
Such a gorgeous necklace!
What a beautful and loveing powerful story huoney, I love what the neckalce symbolises and I love reading your beautiful and well written stories.
Love the necklace. I didn’t realise you wrote fiction/short stories as well 🙂
This is one of my favorite stories you’ve written. My mom died too when I was young, and I can still remember things about her, and I too have a few of her pieces of her jewelry, although I haven’t worn them. We lived on a farm, and at night you could so clearly see the stars. I remember pitching a tent on summer evenings .. and we’d sit together on a blanket under the stars. They’re some of my favorite memories of growing up x