The Moon

chapter one

Around 2600 BC, in the small Greek village named Corinth, the olive trees had grown so tall they even caught those flying birds. The weather was favorable for the residents to work in their fields during the day, and at night, the people celebrated festivals such as Dionysios, where they danced and drank wine in the name of Dionysus and sacrificed animals to many deities, gods, and goddesses. These spiritual practices kept them safe and gave them strength in their hardships.

One dawn, as usual, Panagiotis and Sophia were working hard in their field, cultivating barley. Suddenly, the sky thundered so hard that the whole earth shook. They felt like the wind was conveying some message by brushing their cheeks hard. The tall olive trees swayed violently, and the clouds in the sky clustered together. The environment turned dark and scary, and all they could see were clouds blocking the light. Suddenly, small rays of light pierced through the dark clouds, and a voice roared from the sky, saying, "Now the time has come for a new revolution. Panagiotis and Sophia, you both are going to be accountable for it all." They both bowed down and didn't dare to face the rays of light. The voice roared like a thunderous dragon.

Everything—the clouds, the harsh winds—all vanished after the roaring words. Panagiotis and Sophia didn't know what the voice was trying to convey. They kept staring at the sky for a few moments, but soon, everything returned to normal. They felt like the incident was a nightmare. They exchanged glances and froze.

The white light deliberately moved towards Sophia. The light was so bright that she didn't dare to see what it was exactly. She started to move her footsteps backward, not knowing what to do at all. She became numb and couldn't utter a word. She froze there, her brain jammed. All she could do was stay still.

"My child, don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you," the voice whispered softly. She looked up and exchanged a glance with the white light. The light was still too bright, making her look down again. "Who are you?" Sophia asked softly. She could still hear the thunder roaring somewhere, but her voice was not answered. "Listen, my child. Now the time has come for revolution. The time has come to change the world. Now it is time for you and Panagiotis to take responsibility." Before Sophia could utter a word, the voice and the white light vanished.

Sophia woke up suddenly and glanced around her. Everything was as usual; she found herself in her bed. The sunlight had already penetrated through the open window. She felt her body heavier than usual. She looked beside her and saw her husband, Panagiotis, who had already woken up and was making breakfast for her.

Creak! The door opened, and she saw her husband with breakfast in his hand. As usual, he smiled and said, "Good morning, honey."