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It ıs not ın the stαrs to hold our destınч but ın ourselves - Wıllıαm Shαkespeαre
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"Wake up, moon child." A soft voice says in my ear. I open my eyes slowly to meet with the dark purple night sky, billions of stars shining down on me. I want to raise my body, but the grass below me feels so comforting. At the same time, the scene of the stars is so alluring as some of them come together to create constellations, moving constellations at that.
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Oh, I'm definitely dreaming.
"Of course, you are moon child." The soft voice says again. I turn my head to see deep brown eyes staring down at me. A beautiful woman who looks no older than twenty-five is lying next to me with her head propped on her hand with a soft smile. Her yellowish-brown skin glows perfectly against the starlight causing the multiple necklaces and pendants to sparkle on her neck. I notice a halo of stars surrounding her head as the wind blows her long midnight hair over her shoulder. A white flower sits behind her ear with different colors of assorted flowers covering her boobs the right amount and a small portion on her shoulders.
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"Um, hi," I state, confused. "Who are you?"
"Some people call me 'the starry one' moon child." She says, turning her head towards the sky.
"Okay, so why do you call me moon child?"
She looks at me before standing up, revealing more flowers covering her hips and pelvic area as her hair waves down her back. She put her hand out for me to take, and I instantly reach up to grab it, letting her pull me up as the breeze hits my bare skin, causing me to shiver.
Wait, bare skin?
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I look down and gasp to see my body covered in flowers in the same one hers is but with assorted red flowers instead of various colors. A giggle pulls me away from my shock as the starry one pulls me further into the meadow I notice we have been in the whole time.
"I call you moon child because you are the child of many moon phases, the full and crescent moon always being your center, of course." She explains as we continue to walk barefooted through the meadow.
"Well, I get the Crescent moon being my center but not the full moon. I mean, witches are usually stronger during the full moon."
"They are not the only species that draws from the full moon. You are blessed to be both."
"Both of what?" I ask, but she doesn't answer as she stops and points to the stars.
"I give out many blessings, moon child. Would you like to know the blessing I bestowed upon you?" She asks me, and I swear I can see those deep brown eyes start to sparkle. I nod my head, curious, of course. "Divinations by dreams and the stars." She waves her hand around, and the stars start to move so fast, showing many visions, but I can't focus on them long enough to understand.
"The visions while I sleep," I ask in realization. "My dreams were never normal dreams."
"Of the past and present."
"But why?" I ask, confused.
"Because you are the moon child. You have many blessings bestowed upon you to help you survive the darkness of fate that wished to claim you for centuries. The most precious prize against the stars you would be." She says to me as a red flower floats into her hand, and she tucks it behind my ear.
"And you don't want me to be clearly."
"None of us do." She says sadly. "We want you to live unburdened by death and heartache, to love with no fears, birth with joy and happiness. Thrive with no limitations."
"What does that mean?" I watch shadowy figures appear behind her, but I can't make out their faces.
"You are strong and never alone." She says with multiple voices as they all move closer, wrapping their arms around me in a comforting blanket as my eyes drift close. A familiar lullaby is heard softly as my mind falls into peace... of course, before the storm.
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*yes I updated to add the sza gif because I forgot she gave a bomb flower outfit too 😭*
A/N Hey y'all! Happy new year! Sorry for the long wait I had writers block for a long time and still struggled for what I wanted to do but once I focused the ideas started pouring. So expect another chapter later on today from me ♥️
