Stories No. 5:: Lunar Eclipse

Just three stories this week but I think when you read this trio together, you will agree that there is a strong feminine energy this week. Appropriate, I think for this week’s prompt.
Happy reading.

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deb y felio

She watched the milky leaf slowly dissipate as she sipped her latte and watched him continue his involvement with the twitter debate on internet neutrality – a subject on which no one had proved neutral.

“There’s an incredible miracle thing happening this week,” she offered, “a blood moon blue moon lunar eclipse – three things at once. Do you want to make an early morning trip up to the mountains to see it?”

His brows made that disbelieving “Really?” arch as he reluctantly broke away from his phone. “Sure, sounds great,” followed by a ‘too busy for this’ yawn.

“Oh, this will be fun,” she began.

“But you know,” he interrupted, and she heard that familiar ‘little lady let me tell you something’ tone, as he continued then mansplaining all the Wikipedia facts about blue moons and blood moons and how there really weren’t any miracles occurring but just a series of events coinciding and on and on and on.

Once again she was totally eclipsed.

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Beneath the Moon
Linda M. Crate

It was the day of the lunar eclipse which meant that Kogenta would leave behind the underwater realm that so many merfolk held near and dear to their hearts because she wanted to see the moon above the water.

Many warned her to never go to the surface because humans could be dangerous animals, but couldn’t any animal be dangerous? Even inanimate objects like ships and rocks could be dangerous, after all, and Kogenta always made sure she slipped away before any curious humans could follow her. She swam in depths that most would drown in, she knew how to protect herself if need be.

She was born beneath a full moon and always felt a strong connection with her moon mother. She would always come out during a full moon much to the chagrin of her people. They insisted that princess, no matter how grown, should not risk their lives so foolishly to indulge in childish whims and fantasy.

But she found they rather lacked imagination or interesting conversations of topic. They only wanted to talk about currents, shipwrecks, and marriage. She knew there was much more to life than merely those things.

Kogenta thought they could speak to her of rainbows, of the things she learned from history books, their grandparent’s history, the color of their favorite dream or what color they saw when they closed their eyes. Because she always saw gold when she closed her eyes to sleep at night before she drifted away to some strange, unfamiliar place which was weird to her when she woke. Perhaps, it made sense whilst she was slipping. She only ever remembered her dreams sometimes and those that she did remember didn’t really fashion themselves in any semblance of reality she had ever known.

The merfolk were a superstitious and cautious peoples for the most part. But she was brave and sometimes a little reckless.

Kogenta was once told if she got herself hurt or injured because of her escapades that it would break her parents hearts, and she was selfish for wanting to explore a realm outside of the life she’d always known.

She didn’t think curiosity was something that was sinful. Kogenta swam hurriedly to the surface. There was a large rock, and she pulled herself up on top of it. She gazed at the spell of the moonlight that fell upon her flesh, and smiled heartily.

Her black eyes gazed at the moon lovingly. Yes, this was beautiful.

At least she could look at a lunar eclipse. The other eclipse was harmful for the eyes if one should look at it, and so she was forbidden as a princess to leave the castle. It had been rather boring, but this was amazing. The moon had always been so lovely.

Kogenta wished she could understand the unspoken words of the moon the way that poets and dreamers seemed to. Maybe one day the moon would give her a secret that was hers alone to hold, she mused.

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