Moon Goddess
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There was a legend told by my grandmother of our Goddess the moon, falling in love with a mortal. She turned him into a God like her and they had children that could turn into wolves, they're called Shifters or Werewolves. Those were our ancestors. But one day the God got tired of knowing the future. He wanted to look forward to the future without knowing what was going to happen. He decided to turn mortal again. The Moon Goddess begged and pleaded for him to stay, but he had made up his mind. But before leaving he made her promise the create soul mates for every single Shifter. She agreed, making soul mates, by splitting the Shifter's soul in half and creating another life. After that she too turned mortal and was born as a baby not remembering her old life. It is said that until now she still searches for her lover, her other half, her soul mate.
Hi, my name is Kamaria Marama Anstice, weird name I know, and I'm seventeen, and, yes, still searching for my mate. My grandmother loved to tells us stories that left us thinking of what happened. She was someone I Iooked up to, but then she passed away. Weird things started happening after that...
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