The Dream
I was running. Running free, in fields full of Lunar Flowers, the sky was cloudless and it was warm. Then the sky turned gray and black with ash. The Lunar ফুলেরডালি were on fire. And across the feild I saw a pure white wolf. He was howling to me, calling to me.
I had a dream like this every night. And every time I woke one word crossed my mind: Paradise
My name is Moon, Im 14 and a pure white নেকড়ে with hazel eyes, in my human illusion form I have dirty blonde hair, and green eyes. And for aslong as I can remember i've been searching for Paradise