Purple Moon End

We have reached the end. If you have any questions comment them and I will answer. I would also appreciate any other comments you have about my work.
Like I said yesterday, I probably wont visit this world again unless you guys want me to do a sequel. Next week we shall start a new story and I have no idea what it will be.

Rose B.

Purple Moon

Epilogue

    A man stands on a balcony looking out at the flourishing world around him. People wander about the square beneath him. A huge statue of a woman holding a moon and two swords is in the middle of the people. According to legend, she was the Guardian, the goddess of the moon that would help humanity in times of need. Most people went to her temples and prayed for her help for everything from finding a lost item to business endeavors. Even travelers sometimes prayed just in case, but he knew the truth about the Guardian.

    He walks into the room connected to the balcony. The room contains a desk with stacks of paper, a couple bookshelves built into the wall on either side of a fireplace. A couch sits in front of the fireplace with several books on it. Above the fireplace mounted on the wall is a painting of a man from long ago with auburn hair and amber eyes that sparkle mischievously. On the mantle of the fireplace directly below the painting were two swords identical to each other.

    They were the swords of the Guardian created from pieces of the moon. The Guardian used them in battle to protect her people from danger, while her powers slept. When her powers did awaken she destroyed the immediate danger and told his ancestors that it was there job to rebuild the world, while she watched over the world, but if the world was in dire need she would come again.

    His ancestors, starting with the one on the wall, had built the world up from what it had been. There were still dangers, and it was his family's job to make sure the civilians stayed safe. They also worked with the temple of the Guardian to watch the moon and stars for signs. In theory, the signs would help make sure the world stayed safe, but so far, nothing had appeared to prove the theory.

    The man sighs and turns back to the desk. Just as he is about to sit down, there is a knock at the door. The door opens, and a skittish looking man walks in.

    "Yes?" The man next to the desk speaks.

    The skittish man's eyes wander around the room until they settle on the other man then he says, "The temple wants to see you. They say that there is something that needs your attention."

    "They will have to wait until later, I am busy."

    "But they said there was a change, a big change." He pulls a small paper out of his pocket and reads, "The stars started twinkling faster, and for a brief moment during the night, the moon showed a purple ring."

    For a moment, the man by the desk stares at the man then he quickly grabs his coat and grabs the other man before running out of the room.

 

 

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