Chapter 3

“Vex the sun to stay down longer!” There were cries all around, cries I never heard before, even in my dreams to the glowing orb in the middle of space. All around me were these creatures, close to half my height, a dull grey in color. There seemed to be some sort of riot going on, at least for what I could perceive. There was one standing on the top of a crater, the rest in the hole, chanting a repetition of something the one at a higher elevation said to some extent.

“Too many have we lost to the sun!”

“-Too many lost!”

“He sneaks up on us, and we lose thousands each night!”

“-Thousands!”

“We need our women to repopulate faster!”

“-Repopulate!” What seemed the deeper voices cried out, before higher voices cried out that they can’t just repopulate like that.

“You are commanded.”

“-Commanded.” And it looked as though all of them in the crater were soon against another, either being grabbed or doing grabbing, where they all started to have sex because of being commanded to repopulate. It didn’t seem that much longer until the crater overflowed with hundreds of new children.

“We will block out the sun.”

“-Block Sun”

“He will learn to stop this madness, his children will fall into death!”

“-Death!”

I woke up in a pool of sweat, terrified of these creatures that appeared to be on the moon, and were going to disrupt the sun, and kill the sun’s children. “Who are the sun’s children?” I pondered for a little while, “Being blocked wouldn’t hurt anyone on the sun, if they’re like the moon’s children. But if the sun was blocked, it’s sunlight wouldn’t be able to go anywhere, so who would be harmed?” I hit myself slightly as I realized the Earth would be doomed into at the least another ice age if the sun was to be blocked for an extended period of time.

“I hope that was only a dream.” I sighed, and looked out the window, still dark out. “I can get more sleep.” I stretched a bit and looked over to my alarm clock, the lights blinking at just past midnight, meaning only a few minutes ago the power went back on from being off. I got my phone and looked at the time, and changed my alarm clock to the correct time 8:13am. As I noted the time, I looked back outside again, at the darkness, and then moved my blinds and curtains around, to no difference.

“What happened?” I heard questioned all over the place as I ran outside, everyone looking up in the sky where the moon was covering the sun, just a hint of the sunlight being seen from around the moon, where it couldn’t quite block out all the son.

“An unexpected lunar eclipse occurred around 7am Eastern Standard Time. It should cease in a few hours. Be careful of the darkness.” The anchor man told us on the news, a specialist being phoned up to talk about what could have caused this lunar eclipse, especially when it wasn’t projected to occur yet.

“Idiots!” I yelled at the television, which did nothing productive whatsoever. It would be impossible for them to know about the little creatures living on the moon that decided to punish the sun, and by punishing the sun make us suffer the consequences.

At the very least, someone giving information to the news casters knew something, as there was soon discussion about how a prolonged eclipse like this would result in plants dying, as well as creatures soon after. And if it was to go on for a month we’ll probably enter another ice age. They joked saying it wouldn’t be possible for it to actually go on for that long, and that as in most cases, it wouldn’t last for more than a few hours.

People went outside to watch, or at least try to see what couldn’t actually be seen for the lack of natural light, and seeing anything in space with artificial light is just about impossible. I decided that it might be interesting to record how people act as this is going on, and made note of people watching the sky, some eating treats in the process, as they didn’t move much in hopes that something would change with the state of the sky in any immediate moment. 

Chapter 2

“Do you ever think it’s trying to talk to us? As though it’s talking in light waves?” I asked, looking over to my elder brother as we were watching the moon, since it was the only thing that I did that he was fine with doing with me.

“I think it’s talking to you.” He told me, and placed an arm around my shoulders, “It’s asking for your devotion, because it wants to take you there when your time is ready.” I leaned into him a little, wondering if there was any truth in that statement. He would always say things to either make you feel better or to make you look stupid, which sometimes often ended being both.

That conversation actually happened a number of times, the wording slightly different each time. I would be called stupid, or be told that the moon will make me grow wings, or that I’m actually a werewolf so I’m just talking to the moon all the time, especially when it’s a full moon. Sometimes it was almost as though I waited for the moon to be full, each month.

The moon was how the days had been told, its waning and waxing showing the difference from day to day, and the new month would be called as the moon was new again. It changed every day, but it was always much more beautiful than the sun, who’s rays were too bright that they would burn the pupils and iris at a mere glimpse. The moon you could gaze at forever, if it didn’t leave at the end of the night. The rare days when the moon came out early, showing it’s beauty compared to the sun, were days I couldn’t help myself but sit in the light, watching that funny moon.

“What if there are different moons, and we only see one of them at a time?” I asked my brother.

“There are different moons.” He stated, “Most planets have their own. I even have my own.”

“You have a moon?” I asked, for him to stand up in front of me, then pull his pants down enough for me to see his bare bosom in my face. “None of those moons!” I cried out, and slapped at his hip to get him to move away, and hopefully put his pants back in their rightful spot. He first brought his pants up, to hide the moon he had (thankfully) before he returned to his spot in the grass.

“Don’t ask such silly questions.” He sighed, and rubbed at my hair.

“They aren’t silly questions.” I complained, and swatted away his hand.

“Could have fooled me.” He laughed, and we continued looking at the sky, some of the stars playing around as one would sometimes twinkle a little brighter for a moment. “Maybe you need to become an astronaut, so you can find all the answers to your questions about the moon .”

“Maybe I should.” I sighed, “But I like studying astronomy.”

“What are you going to do with astronomy?” He asked.

“I’m going to find more moons.” I cried out, and he pushed me over.

We were eventually called in for dinner, before we had to go to bed soon after. “Maybe I can find some way to the moon.” I wondered by myself as I gazed out of the window, before I clenched my hand and decided that I will determine myself to find a way to the moon, with or without becoming an astronaut. Becoming an astronaut would probably be the most logical means of getting to the moon though. At the very least though, I could always visit in my dreams.

Chapter 1

“Has it ever occurred to you, how the moon glows?” I asked, laying on the side of a hill, watching the moonlit sky. I turned to look next to me, where Chad had been, though he wasn’t there anymore. “CHAD!” I cried out and jolted up, to attempt to try running to trip almost immediately. There was a laugh nearby as I grumbled a little, for me to crawl up the hill, to see Chad giggling on the other side. “Why did you move?

 “Don’t think about it.” He said, and then yawned a little bit, “It’s a bit chilly, do you think we could finally go inside?”

 “It’s so beautiful outside though.” I sighed, for him to get up, then pull me back to my feet, and walk us back to the home of our friend that was having a party that we both decided to ditch for a bit in order to gaze at the night sky. I had been surprised that no one else joined us.

 “How were the stars?” Cheryl asked as we came back in through the sliding door, no one seeming to even be on the porch anymore.

 “Cold.” Chad stated, “Lark was freezing, so she was rubbing against me the entire time.”

 “I was not. And I wasn’t even cold.” I huffed, and Cheryl grabbed my hand before complaining that it was freezing cold, and scolded me for trying to tough it out so long.

 “It’s going to snow tomorrow.” Chad mused, as he looked back outside, and we started to strip ourselves of our heavy coats.

 “I wonder if we’ll still be able to see the moon.” I muttered, looking back towards the moon, feeling it call towards me. Neither seemed to recognize me saying anything, and we went back to where the party was going on, at one point being passed a drink, and then another after that one was finished.

 We woke up the next morning, some people hung over, a bit of a mess, some bodily fluids outside of the body that would have to be cleaned up one way or another, and unfortunately no where near a bathroom.

 After everyone was fed breakfast, Cheryl and I were on check-up duty, making sure people who were leaving were in a good state of mind, and anyone driving was sober, with next to no alcohol left in their systems. We were left to take care of anyone not fit to leave, as well as to clean up the mess that was left.

 As the day ended, more individuals leaving, it was eventually just Chad, Cheryl and me left, lying on the now-clean floor, watching the fan blades swirl around above us. After a while, my eyelids grew heavy, and I found myself drifting into sleep, but was consciously awake enough to feel a warm hand envelope mine, and hear as Cheryl’s parents came home, and comment on how well we cleaned up, as it didn’t look like there was a party. Her father mentioned that you can’t see anything but the snow tonight, hearing that, I curled into myself and moved my hand away from the hand that held mine.

 “It’s going to be really clear in the morning.” He mentioned, as though that was supposed to help. I’m not sure how he thought it would be helpful. I cared about the moon.

 Morning came, and the sun was out as he said, the snow in just a little layer over everything outside, which Chad and I had to trek in different ways to get to our cars to leave in our separate directions.