Curse of the moon
It was a cold windy night, silence filled the streets and yet the moon was shining like never before.
The wind howled through the empty streets, carrying the whispers of the past.
The night sky stretched endlessly untouched by clouds, allowing the moon to shine brighter than ever before.
Stars shimmered like scattered gemstones, and the constellations stood as silent witnesses to what was about to unfold.And that was the night she was born.Inside a dimly lit room, a woman’s desperate cries echoed through the small house, pain wracked her body as she clutched the sheets beneath her, sweat mixing with the tears streaming down her face.
The midwives whispered among themselves, their nervous glances shifting between the mother and the pale-haired infant in their arms.The baby let out her first cry a soft, fragile sound that cut through the tense silence.The father trembled as he looked at the child. He should have been relieved, happy even. But his heart clenched with dread. His daughter’s hair… was silver-white, like the cursed moon.
"No… this can´t be real..." he whispered.
The mother, still weak from labor, lifted her trembling hands toward the child. But when she saw those pale strands silver hair and ocean blue eyes, her face twisted in horror."This… this isn't natural," she rasped.
The midwives exchanged uneasy glances. An old legend had been told in hushed voices for centuries a prophecy of a child born under a night of an unnaturally bright full moon. A child cursed by the heavens, doomed to bring calamity.The villagers feared such a child.And Mizuki had been born with all the signs of the cursed legend.Her father turned away, his jaw clenched. "This child… she will ruin us!"That night, the joyful cries of a new parent never came. Instead, there was only silence, as cold as the moonlight seeping through the window...Acess the rest through Discord
