Moonglass

The sky above was alight with the distant flames of countless stars. Distant arms of the galaxy dappled the inky backdrop they lay against. The distant lights reflected dimly in Moonglass’ eyes. His very skin matched their designs. Except it didn't. Not that he could find yet. 

His gaze slowly scanned the heavenly bodies. He sought the patterns that painted his own skin. They were so natural and clear; he felt compelled to seek their meaning. He knew if I could just find their place in the sky, he would have the answer.

He blinked slowly to refresh his gaze and glanced down. Below the rock he stood upon, the waters of the pond were still and clear. They reflected his own markings back at him. He recommitted them to memory before turning back to the sky.


After uncountable time, a voice startled him. He jumped into the air a small amount and slipped from his perch, splashing awkwardly into the water. He looked towards the shore as he clawed his way back onto the rock. There stood his mother, watching him. She called to him again, “Come here Moonglass! I need to talk to you.”

He jumped up and flapped over to her, “What is it? Is everything okay?”

“Yes,” she smiled softly, “I've decided to join the ranks of Shadowbinder. I've come to say good bye.”

“Oh,” he said and looked down. 

“Listen,” her voice was oddly soft, and he looked up as she continued, “I want you to find whatever it is you're looking for. I know the others may tell you to get your head out of the clouds, but I know you can't do that. So, I want you to follow your dreams and seek out the meaning behind your stars.”

“Thank you,” he murmured. He pressed his head to her shoulder gently, “Good bye.”

She smiled at him and nodded, then walked away. He stared after her silently.

Once she disappeared, he smiled and flew back to his stoney perch. As he searched the star speckled sky, he was beginning to suspect that his stars were not in this sky. He really would have to go searching to find where his stars aligned with those high above.