Lady Of The Moon

"It was a cold and dark winter in Old Hermiston, Edinburgh. The kind of dark one hallucinates about mystical creatures in, the perfect weather from a game of Dungeons & Dragons.

2nd of March, 1974, and my dear friend Lang had just been gifted yet another board game for his half-birthday. Like he needed 1 more in addition to the 101 he had already gotten. Nonetheless, Eddie, Lang, Stan and I went to our cavern and played all day. Stan's sister, Isabel, had made biscuits which kept lessening hour after hour. When the sun finally started to set, Lang left knowing his mother would start getting worried, nevertheless, he left his board game for us.

Laughs and immature monster roars we made would have probably reached miles far if we weren't in the cavern of the woods. Stan was just about to roll the dice when we all suddenly heard a soft whisper. "Wesap hāl". The three of us flinched in such terror, Eddie even wet his pants a little. After all, we were the only ones in all of Edinburgh who knew about the cavern, not a single other soul had ever known about it. It was located at a slight height, far from any human community ever established. Stan stepped towards the rock that the soft yet daunting sound sourced from. He leaned ahead, got a good look at the mysterious voice...ah...then taking a long and deep breath he said, "It's a monster run!" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! All the hair on my body rose as straight as needles, I was petrified. Meanwhile, Eddie wet his pants a little more. "Relax! Take a chill pill guys. It's just a girl, a rather freakish one" said Stan.

A random stranger in our cavern, a random stranger in our cavern would actually be harder to believe than a monster raiding us. So I went ahead to have a look myself. "Whoa, she is pret -" "Pretty weird, right?" Stan said interrupting me. "Hey! Don't be rude Stan...urm, come join us. We're playing D&D" said Eddie from behind me. The girl nodded her head so fast that Stan and I couldn't give any input about this new arrangement we had going on.

We explained to her the rules and guidelines, and sure enough she was enjoying it. After all, she was just as good as the rest of us towards the end of the game. However, good things aside, it was strange how she barely spoke a single word throughout. The girl only nodded her head in different directions when asked questions. And of course, spoke that one time when Stan asked for her name. "Monica" The boys and I didn't see each other for a week after that day, because our exams were starting.

One day, I finally decided to put my books down and visit the cavern. I laid my cycle down on a rock outside, and when I walked in, clear as day, there she was standing, just the person I was hoping to see. Monica's silhouette once again shared the ground with mine. I did not fully know it yet but my mind, body and soul were all immensely happy to see her. And face, I had a humongous smile on my face, as if scientists had just found a new deer bread. I'm quite sure my mind, body and soul were all smiling as well. "Would you, maybe, want to go to the Hard Rock Cafe, with me?" I asked, in the softest voice any human could possibly produce, and I wasn't even trying. She simply makes me vulnerable with her presence, and the truth is "I haven't stopped thinking about you since our eyes locked that other day." She looked up and out at the sky, and at the setting sun and said "I know." I looked into her eyes like I had before, stared at how beautifully the cobalt blue of the sky and bright orange shine of the sun reflected from those gorgeous eyes, and asked her again "Will you come?" "Yes," she said immediately.

Monica sat behind me on my bike, with her hands on both sides of my waist, and her hair flying into my neck every now and then. The scent of her now surrounded me as I rode along the way, mesmerised in this little dream-like fairytale.

We reached. We sat down. She got fish n chips, I got a glass of water to quench my thirst, and I paid with everything left in my pockets, including the golden coin Lang had given me 5 years back. As we waited for her meal one of us finally spoke up "So, what does it mean your name, Monica?" She smiled at the window cill, looked down at the table, at me and said "Lady of the Moon." I grinned and said "So you do speak", which I instantly regretted due to the small yet numerous amount of times I've heard that sweet voice of hers, but she laughed. Suddenly, there fell upon a very awkward silence. I was looking into her almond-shaped, hazelnut-brown eyes and she was looking back into my eyes. I then realized at that moment what this was, this was love. Monica now had a place in my heart, a place where I am happy and at peace with my soul, where all the pressure disappears and the light warmth of the place takes over and keeps me safe. She is now my happy place. BOOM! The thunder rumbled, and the rest was a beautiful night.

A few days later my friends Stan and Eddie were crying bitterly in the cavern. They were crying over my dead body, which was simply laying in the centre of the cavern, dead still and stained with blood on me. I was found by my friends six weeks after being reported missing by my family.

It was a beautiful night for Monica. As we were returning the moon was coming up and out of the clouds, and well, she transformed. I couldn't see a thing, but I know what a wolf's howl sounds like. As I rode in the dim, abandoned road, I wailed and fell over, for a deep cut, I felt teeth deep plunge into my right shoulder. I screamed and screeched for help, but the last thing I saw was a bloodthirsty, blurring image of a witty werewolf in the shining moonlight of Edinburgh. How I got to the cavern is a mystery, and the story of me is now history." - Miguela

Zeus - "Dude, I knew I made you too vulnerable. Thank me you came to heaven, innocents like you will never survive with Hades."