Imani Luna (elementalchaos) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2016-11-18 19:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: imani luna, character: sorin antonescu, location: school grounds |
Moon Gazing
Who: Imani Luna & Sorin Antonescu
What: Moon gazing and chatting.
When: Friday night
Where: Out on the school grounds.
Rating: Low (G/PG/PG-13 Range)
Status: Incomplete, Open.
Imani sat outside on the grass under the light of the moon. It was still rather full, only a few days off from having been full. It had been a Super Moon, a size not seen since long before she was born. She hummed a no-nonsense tune softly as she gazed up at it as the moon waned. Looking at the very thing she'd named herself after. Luna. The moon. A comforting silvery orb lighting up the night. Most nights. A giant, natural night-light.
It made sense, looking back on things now. Why she had chosen the moon to represent her surname. How often had she laid in her pathetic bed back in that castle looking out at it? Lighting up her nights, chasing away demons as she softly sang herself to sleep? As often as that moon had hung out there for her to see. She still seemed to gravitate toward windows to glimpse it before going to bed.
"My constant friend," she said softly as she kept her eyes trained. Her voice a mixture of accents rolled into one. Six years a bilingual little girl speaking American English and Spanish. Then torn away and thrown into the world where she learned Romanian. "The things you have seen... likely even stories more horrible than those of me and my siblings. But there has to be happiness too. Hope and happiness." She then leaned back a bit and raised up a hand, splaying her fingers so the moon's light showed between them.
"Tell me a story, Luna. Any story." She then fell quiet, as if waiting to hear that story come to her on the breeze, though it wouldn't. The moon couldn't tell her any stories. Only another could, another solid being. When she heard the approach of one of these solid beings she addressed them, not taking her eyes from the sky.
"Luna is quiet tonight. Will you tell me a story?"