Oh Moon ~open~

[Aysel Lune]

Aysel was laying by the waterfall, letting the water's rush noise and fill her ears. The moon was shining full above her. Bright and strong. She was in the perfect spot to see it through the trees around the water fall.

Oh moon oh moon,
Oh glorious moon.
Shines down from above and blesses me
The voices of your childeren heard from the water.
Running running from the lake. Oh how it runs.
Does it run to you, oh moon?
Oh glorious moon.
What do your children say to you?
Do they speak words, or sounds.

Oh moon oh moon,
oh glorious moon
Let me live tonight
With your light shining in my veins.
Run through the streets
Fill me with your grace

Oh moon oh moon
Oh glorious moon.
I shall honor you light.
On your full of term night

Oh moon oh moon.
Protect me from the harsh wind.
Oh moon oh moon
Mistress of the Night.
Give me strength for this fight

Oh moon oh moon
that never chooses sides
Oh moon oh moon
Fill me with your light
Oh glorious moon
Protect me for this fight
Mistress of the Night
Give me strength for this fight



She sang out to the night.

[Celeste Pry]

Wishing I could here your voice again
Knowing that I never would
Dreaming of you helped me to do
All that you dreamed I could

Passing bells and sculpted angels, cold and monumental
Seem for you the wrong companion, you were warm and gentle

Too many years
Fighting back tears
Why can't the curse just die!

Wishing you were here again
Knowing we must say goodbye

Try to forgive
Teach me to live
Give me the strength to try!

No more memories
No more silent tears
No more gazing across the wasted years Was sung out in response. Celeste moved silently towards the other person near the waterfall.

Silence became her. It was her. She was silence in it's purest form.

[Aysel Lune]

Aysel heard the response and sung to back to the voice:

Let upon the rain fall
As the sun takes over the sky
The clouds shall cover the poor sun
Who pales in the moons beauty

As slience becomes the earth
And the moon has filled that silence with her song
Let the moon shine
Shine as an orb in the sky

Oh beautiful night sky
Oh beautiful night sky
Shine as you do.
With orbs in the sky

Stars they call
They call to us all
They call for us to join the sky with them
They call for us
They tell us of blessing

They call.
But do we awnser?
Those that do, become stars
Those who don't we don't recollect
Those souls lost in the mists

Oh beautiful sky
Oh beautiful sky
Tell us till knowledge is neigh

[Celeste Pry]

"I can feel the night beginning
separate me from the living
understanding me
after all I've seen
piecing every thought together
find the words to make me better
if I only knew how to pull myself apart

All that I'm living for
all that I'm dying for
all that I can't ignore alone at night
all that I'm wanted for
although I wanted more
lock the last open door- my ghosts are gaining on me

I believe that dreams are sacred
take my darkest fears and play them
like a lullaby
like a reason why
like a play of my obsessions
make me understand the lesson
so I'll find myself
so I wont be lost again

All that I'm living for
all that I'm dying for
all that I can't ignore alone at night
all that I'm wanted for
although I wanted more
lock the last open door- my ghosts are gaining on me

Guess I thought I'd have to change the world
to make you see me
to be the one
I could have run forever
but how for would I have come
without mourning your love?

All that I'm living for
all that I'm dying for
all that I can't ignore alone at night
all that I'm wanted for
although I wanted more
lock the last open door- my ghosts are gaining on me " Celeste sung into the night.

Who was this mystery voice?

"Marco?" She called out, softly, weakly.

[Aysel Lune]

"Let the light's ring out As you find what your looking for
My dear, Polo.

Be a friend and come and greet thee
Let your voice rise in the moon silver night
What be your name, Polo?"



Aysel sung out.

She sat up and waited for a reply.

[Celeste Pry]

She found the person and snuck up behind him.

"Well, Marco, it isn't Polo, I can tell you that." She said. "But Mummy said never to talk to strangers."

[Aysel Lune]

Aysel turned to the person.

"Have a seat, Strangers are only strangers until they speak. So speak." She said.

[Celeste Pry]

Celeste sat down.

"You first." She said.

[Aysel Lune]

"I be Aysel Lune. Flood Moon." she awnsered. "Stars are beautiful are they not? The moon as well. Such a lovely orb. A refection of the sun someone once suggested. But I don't believe it. The moon? The moon is it's own entity. It shines with a light and fire all it's own. Some say cheese, I say white fire."

[Celeste Pry]

"I'm Cecil." Celeste said. She looked up at the stars. "Hmm...Yeah, they are pretty. I like the light of the waxing moon better. It's more....I don't know....real. I'm probaby delusional though."

[Aysel Lune]

Aysel smiled.

"Ah, the waking moon. When the moon awakes from it's three day rest. Poor sky missing it's spot light for three days." She said. "But the waking moon, it is brilliant. Delusion is only there if no one else but one sees it. You are not delusional, you are just different. Different is not bad. Different is beautiful."

[Celeste Pry]

"Differences get you thrown in a rotting jail with the key thrown away in times like these." Cecil said, solemnly. She knew that better than anyone else. And she wished a thousand times over that she didn't.

[Aysel Lune]

Aysel looked at the girl side ways.

"You have pain in your eyes."

[Celeste Pry]

"Don't all teenagers? Or is that just the people I hang out with?" She asked, rhetorically.

[Aysel Lune]

Aysel closed her eyes.

"Just your friends, dear." she answered.