| Lady Moon was NOT happy. After telling her tale, she retreated to the far edge of the group...alone. Not only was her best friend having a child, she was getting married. Lady Moon felt that their friendship would slip away. It had always been the two of them, but not anymore.
Fear, anger and sadness ate at her heart. And this problem with Meekal was not making her life any easier.
"Moon?" a voice said tentitively from behind. "Can I ask you something?"
She sighed. "Now is not a good time, Meekal."
"But..."
"No." The cut of her voice surprised her...but not really. Defeated, Meekal walked away. She was alone again...the way she wanted to be.
__________________ "Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind."
-- Rudyard Kipling
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