Silver Moonbeams

Silver Moonbeams

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Submitted: May 05, 2017

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Chapter 1

The wind whispered gently through the trees, softly playing the leaves to make rustle just so, in such a way that it could deceive even the most cunning of individuals into thinking that it is a rather quiet, uninteresting spot. Quite to the contrary, this little wood is anything but the latter.

 

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“Tell me about the magic forest Grandma Ellie!” Chloe  exclaims, while spinning around in her seat excitedly. “Of course dear.” Her grandmother smiles warmly. Grandma sits down slowly, and motions for Chloea to sit in her lap. Chloe runs to her and says “Okay Grandma, I’m ready!”

 

“There is a magical forest, and to the naked eye, it seems all but uninhabited. But if you take a closer look, you’ll see that it’s full of life. There is all manner of magical creatures, Unicorns, Pheonix, Elves, Fairies, you name it.

 

The sprites live in small huts constructed from grass and mud, near the streams and brooks that snake through the forest. The trolls prefer to take refuge underground, because their skin is quite sensitive to sunlight, and though it is rather uncomfortable for them, they won’t turn to stone.

 

The fairies inhabit the glade, the elves the riverbanks, the centaurs the thicket, and of course there are a few animals dotted over each section of the forest. Each creature lives with their own respective species, and rarely ever makes contact with any other type of creature but their own.

 

But once a month, on the full moon, this still forest awakens, and all the creatures that live in it reveal themselves so as to soak up the moonrays that give them life. Every creature, great and small, young and old, gather around the sacred stone, called the Receiving Stone, which marks the center of the forest to absorb the moonbeams. Everyone is at peace with one another.”.

 

Chloe looks at her grandmother, eyes shining with anticipation. “You’ve been there, haven’t you. Will you take me there?”. Grandma smiles “Yes Chloe, a long time ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday. I’m sorry dear, I’m not able to go there anymore. But maybe someday when you’re older…”

 

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“CHARA! GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!”. The little elf boy sticks his tongue out at the fuming woman behind him, and runs toward the crescent-moon shaped rock that marks the center of the forest. “No, I want to make the Receiving Stone glow! You never let me go near it except for on Receiving Stone, it’s not fair!”.

 

He angrily pulls out the round, blue amulet, and slams it into the hole at the top of the Receiving Stone. He steps back, and watches excitedly as the magical rock begins to light up. The elven woman catches up to him, and begins scolding him angrily. “Chara, I told you not to touch that, what were you thinking?!”

 

She then notices the Receiving Stone lit up brightly, and a look of fear crosses her face. Chloe gives her a satisfied smirk, which fades from his face quickly when he sees the scared look on his mother’s face. “Mother, what’s wrong?” She looks down at him, and then tells him to go to the house. “Why are you scared?” he says fearfully.

 

She then turns to him, and pushes him toward the house, yelling “Go!”. He runs inside the house and looks out the window at his mother. He sees her bend over and attempt to remove the amulet, before a bright flash of light blinds him, causing him to fall backwards.


“Mother?...”


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