

Mystic Moon: Chapter 4Chapter 4~ The Encounter The ride to my house was basically silent with the few exceptions when Alick would ask if I was okay or needed to talk. He pulled up to my house and paused, then looked over at me, Are you sure your fine? Can you handle yourself without my influence? I shot him a questioning look, he laughed, I can control essences or auras, calm the nerves, keep you from freaking out. Im fine, I mumbled. He reached over and grabbed my hand. His cool touch had a new meaning but was accepted all the same. I trusted him. He looked into my eyes, his full of worMystic Moon: Chapter 4


Mystic Moon: Chapter 3Chapter 3~ Destiny Alick, report, the man stepped in front of the other two men taking point. It was obvious he was the leader. His jet black hair was jelled back revealing his gold eyes. Only one strand stood out of place, resting over his right eye, perhaps it wasnt out of place. He stood about the same height as Alick but gave off a much older aura. He was someone I wouldnt want to meet in a dark alley, not that I wanted to be meeting him now. His eyes flashed annoyance, making me realized that Alick hadnt answered his command. His voice came as though it was on the verge of a growl, Alick!Mystic Moon: Chapter 3


Mystic Moon: Chapter 2Chapter 2~ Mixed Emotions My eyes didnt leave the notebook; I really didnt care about who the teacher was anymore. The boy next to me had already embarrassed me enough, it was safer to doodle then join the class. Whispers rose from the class, not the giddy rumor kind but the awe struck, cant believe whats happening kind. Jan nudged my elbow, causing a huge line across the cover of my notebook, Look up, she whispered under her breath. Why? this day no longer held my interest, I just wanted to go home. Shhh, just look up. Trust me, her liMystic Moon: Chapter 2


Mystic Moon: Chapter 1Chapter 1~ First Day My body was freezing, but I couldnt help it. I held an old man in my arms, his body had long ago turned cold but letting go of him seemed far worse than suffering the cold. I stared down to the peaceful face and gently stroked his wintered hair with my blood stained hand. Every stroke left a smear of blood and every smear made my heart ache. The man was unfamiliar to me, but I felt as though I should recognize him. Why? Tears shed from my eyes for this stranger as though he was a friend. I couldnt control the strange emotion I felt. It was odd but familiar. Without my permission my bodyMystic Moon: Chapter 1
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