Moon Carvings fantasy illustration

The Mother

Thea’s fruit fell first creating a small ripple in the ocean, and with her the moon shone. A residing sound of hope and new life. A beacon of liquid gold as the clouds parted and let her light through. Turning tides against themselves, the glow of her crescent illuminated every jagged edge of the quake that ensued. 

 

Thea, Lady of the Moon


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