Daughter Of The Moon

Chapter 1 : Desperate For A Husband

Far away land, a small village in the heart of the forest, where the moon shines bright and mother nature embraces the humans.

The villagers where dark gypsy people, yet they had their charms. Among them a woman named Elizabeth.

Elizabeth was an example for any woman back at that time, she was raised to be the perfect wife for her husband and a mother for her children.
Elizabeth's dream was to be a wife and live her happily ever after with her husband, she waited patiently, she learned how to cook, how to clean the house from up to down and how to be a mother, all of that just to be a wife.

She grew up magnificently, her black hair became like silk, her hazel eyes matched her dark skin and her voice as that of a song bird.
She was ready to find her perfect match at last....

However....

The poor woman, no matter how beautiful, no matter how perfect she tries to be, she didn't get matched with anyone, she tried and tried, she wondered what kind of flaw did she had, but nothing.

She almost felt like she was cursed or that's what the gossip of the village says, although she almost believed it.
That night she fell on her bed, tears falling like a waterfall until she heard a knock on her door and the gentle voice of her grandmother.

Grandmother: "Elizabeth... Sweetie, don't cry, please.."
Her Grandmother said with a gentle voice.
"you'll find your husband, my dear. Just be patient"

Elizabeth looks at her and spoke with a shaking voice.
"G.. Grandma, I-I don't know... What if I'm truly cursed..?"

"Don't tell me you believe in what those people say...."
The Grandmother said as she petted her dearest granddaughter's head gently.
"If those men didn't accept you, then you're distant for someone who isn't any of them...
Be patient and try to pray, that's all you need"
The wise words of the grandmother hit Elizabeth as she knew that her grandmother had the experience.
"Alright.... You're right, grandma... I... I will be patient.."
Elizabeth paused as she looks at the bright moon up in the center of the sky.

"... And I will pray."