The letters in my hands fell off.
"Moon goddess. I must et the moon goddess, Elektra. She was the one who transferred my soul and spirit to Anastasia’s body after Anastasia and I died. She must have an idea why Anastasia’s existence and my existence are intertwined. She must have an idea if I was the true cause of Anastasia’s death. Just because Anastasia drank from a mysterious black-looking bottle does not an that she drank poison and committed suicide". I was breathing heavily as I said this.
My hands were shaking. I was very nervous. Beads of sweat had ford on my forehead.
’If it wasn’t poison that Anastasia drank that day, it could be that you were.... Could you be the cause of her death because both your existences intertwined with each other’s? Could it be that you died before her? Could it be that after you died, Anastasia was affected and died too, before you took over her body with the help of the moon goddess?’. Elektra said to . Her voice was distant.
She was wary of and sounded a bit unsure and pissed off with .
"I can’t be the cause of Anastasia’s death, Elektra. I refuse to believe that. There’s no way that is possible. You can’t possibly believe that, just because the dream Luna Allegra dread about showed that my existence intertwined with Anastasia’s existence. Or was it because your mother said my existence alone was terrifying? You can’t bla . I have done nothing wrong to anyone". I refused to believe I was at fault. I refused to believe I was the cause of soone’s death!
I am a doctor who loves to save lives. I can’t be the cause of soone losing their lives!
Elektra didn’t say anything to anymore. It was as if she had vanished.
I tried talking with her, explaining to her that I wasn’t the cause of Anastasia’s death. But, I never heard from her.
She totally ignored , scaring . I fear she must have already believed that I had sothing to do with Anastasia’s death.
"Since I am the chosen child of the moon goddess, why can’t I communicate freely with her? What’s the need to be the chosen child if I can not do sothing as simple as that? Show yourself to , moon goddess! I am not afraid of you". I broke down crying again. I am so confused and angry at the sa ti.
I clenched my fists tightly and hit the floor as hard as I could. I hissed in pain after I did that, but that didn’t stop from hitting it several more tis in a row.
"Enough, Clara".
It’s the voice! That sa voice!
Just then, a blinding light glowed in my office, imdiately making use the back of my hand to protect my eyes. After the light slowly faded away, I removed my hand from my face and opened my eyes.
I could not believe who I saw standing in front of .
It was a very enchanting young lady. A very young lady. I am older than her. Even Anastasia must be older than her, because she looked like a teenager.
She was wearing a white dress that was long enough to touch the ground. In her hand was a staff that had a moon design on the top of it. I couldn’t see her legs. Also, the crown on her head looks out of this world.
Her blue hair illuminated.
Puzzled, I fixed my gaze on her as I slowly stood up.
"I am finally standing before you, Clara. Why are you so shocked? Are you scared of ?".
She asked , but I couldn’t find my voice. I was too stunned to say anything.
"I have always been with you, Clara. It’s you that can’t feel . I have always been watching you. I can tell you’re not ready to handle the truth, but since you stubbornly want to know, listen to attentively".
Is this really the moon goddess? Her appearance is younger than I expected.
"Do you still rember what happened nine years ago on your 18th birthday, Clara?". She asked .
I froze, before I hesitantly nodded at her.
"Yes. That old lady was ".
My eyes widened, and I covered my mouth with my palms as I gasped. "Th- that’s impossible!".
"That night, I planned to tell you everything, but I clearly saw you weren’t ready to handle the truth. Even now. I can see you can’t handle the truth".
I removed my palms from my mouth. I raised my eyebrows confidently and said to her, "I can handle the truth. Just tell who I am".
"Very well". Moon answered . Before she began, "Before that, I am going to tell you my own story".
She turned away from and started walking around and continued to say, "Thousands of years ago.... Ha. Thousands of years ago? No. It’s longer than that. It’s longer than I can rember. I have lived so long".
She halted and turned to again. A drop of tear escaped her eyes, and before it landed on the ground, it beca a diamond.
"I was once a normal human being, Clara. That was until the universe declared that I was a special child and decided to bestow upon the mind - reading power. I rember. I died that sa day after reading six people’s minds a day. I thought that was the end of . Sadly, I thought wrong. I beca the moon goddess. The moon goddess of the wolves. So hilarious, right? I lived in the deepest part of the moon for many years and grew very bored by that kind of life. My family, my best friends, my boyfriend, Leo. I watched them age and die, as I couldn’t possibly appear to them. They were ordinary humans. If I appeared to them, could they bear the weight of my power? What could be worse than that, Clara?".
"I grew furious and hated the universe for declaring a special child. Desperation made go insane. I thought if I destroyed my spiritual body, I would be free. But, I thought wrong. The mont I tried to destroy my spiritual body, a strange phenonon happened".
"Because of , countless wolves and humans rged into one, making them werewolves. As if that wasn’t enough, I discovered that a living being was inside my stomach. I discovered I was pregnant. I didn’t know that was possible. That was until I rembered that I was pregnant with Leo’s child before I died. For years after I beca the moon goddess, I never knew that a child had been growing in . How was that even possible? Well, since I could beco the moon goddess, I believed that was possible too".
Moon stopped talking. She walked towards and placed both hands on my shoulders. Her blue eyes were staring at my face. Sa with . My red eyes fixed on her face.
There was a whole minute of silence.
"You are that child, Clara. You are not just my chosen child. You are my child. My little baby".
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