Post by Amora on Aug 15, 2010 0:59:12 GMT -5
Once there was a she wolf, she was kind and hopeful, her name was Bluemoon. One day, her mate went to war, for his pack.
he swore to her, that he would return one day, and they would be together again.
sadly, the day would not come when he would return, he fought three long years, but then was killed. Bluemoon waited still, at the vary spot he had left her, through blistering heat, and freezing cold, she waited, believing he would return for her.
eventually, Bluemoon became ill, she died a few days after becoming ill.
but her spirit could never rest, she still waits in death, still waits for her love. she grows tired of waiting, and dosen't even know she is dead, she believes her love has forgotten her.
one every few years, there is a blue moon, it is said that on that day.... you can hear her cry, Howling to her love, hoping he would remember.
he swore to her, that he would return one day, and they would be together again.
sadly, the day would not come when he would return, he fought three long years, but then was killed. Bluemoon waited still, at the vary spot he had left her, through blistering heat, and freezing cold, she waited, believing he would return for her.
eventually, Bluemoon became ill, she died a few days after becoming ill.
but her spirit could never rest, she still waits in death, still waits for her love. she grows tired of waiting, and dosen't even know she is dead, she believes her love has forgotten her.
one every few years, there is a blue moon, it is said that on that day.... you can hear her cry, Howling to her love, hoping he would remember.
