Moonlight Terror Chapter 9: AntumbraMore Like This
Glass-filtered morning light drifted down upon the figure sleeping soundly upon its bed. Luna had the sensation of floating, resting comfortably there on her bed. All was well with the world and an overwhelming feeling of content filled her every fiber of her being. The whole of the universe was the haze of dawn in that room and she would be more than happy to stay there until the end of time. Her eyes opened slightly as Luna’s mind woke fully, demanding the same of her body before the stagnation of idleness claimed it.
Luna rose from her bed and stretched with a restfulness she hadn’t felt in millennia. She took in a deep breath and pondered for an instant about the metallic taste that filled her mouth. Her brow furrowed in thoughtfulness, she looked down at her legs, finding them specked with flakes of mud. Confusion flashed through her thoughts. Surely she had bathed the night before, she could swear she did.
Vivid memories of doing the same actions the night before flew