The Old Man Called The Moon

Prologue | Good Morning

There were two people. Two isn't really a big number, but who knew that two people is just enough to change so much.

"What is it?"

"Oh, you're here. I have been waiting."

They definitely weren't speaking english. Some other language was translated.

"Well, you disturbed me in the middle of my sleep! I hope this is important."

"It definitely will interest you, ቿƈረٱｱʂє."

They both walked towards a large door, the girl, who looked like a queen, and well, something we can't describe walked through it. The queen-like girl had long, thick dark blue hair, a royalty type of blue, with one light blue eye with the other golden. She wore a crown on her head, with a unique design, and gems with it too. She wore a beautiful dress, and it had lace on it and gold. A unique type of pattern on it, that humans nowadays wouldn't understand. She just had to be ruling a kingdom, having so much authority with her looks. Finishing the outfit, she had a necklace around her neck, and on the end of it, was a clear crystal that looked like quartz. A type of vine or metal spiraling wrapped around it. They both entered a very large room, where if you talked the echo you would hear will repeat 6 times. Though, it didn't echo as they spoke.

"What is it that you wanted to show me?" Asked the, 'something'

"Oh yes, wait right here. They will be with us soon."

She walked into another room, through a door that looked different than the other one. It looked more fancy, maybe even ancient, with more gems and spirals engraved into it. It was supposed to mean something. There was a sort of muffled door opening, like a bang, and rumbling. She came back out saying just this;

"They are here. They are waiting to meet you."

They didn't know that they would cause tragedy.

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I woke up in the morning, like a regular person. I was alive, thankfully. It didn't get to me. I decided to get out of bed after looking at presumably nothing. I walked downstairs hoping to see at least one of my parents, but nothing, as usual. Always busy. Always keeping their distance from me. I stopped thinking about those other things, and got ready for school.

I ate a cookie for breakfast, and I feel like that's not healthy–but hey, I'm supposed to eat something for breakfast. Nutrition isn't my top priority. I put on my uniform, which was khaki pants and a white shirt with the school's logo on it. On top of my shirt, I put on my favorite jacket, which was a rain jacket that was navy blue. I then checked if everything was there in my backpack.

For some reason, I always felt an urge to go to school even when there were no parents to tell me I had to. But, I know I always have to go. Even when I don't want to. And I don't want to figure it out. I did my usual everyday prayer to our lord and savior, Nothing But My Own Thoughts, and thought to myself,

'I hope today goes well, I hope it doesn't happen today.'

Even though I clearly know I have to rely on pure luck. And I know that pure luck doesn't give a damn.

I know it's going to happen.

But what?