Regard the moon-- la lune ne garde aucune rancune.

[anywitchway]

In the way that some people were refreshed by food or drink or a hot bath, Luna was refreshed by sitting in the light of the moon. Her father had once compared her to a night-blooming flower, said the Muggles had a fancy word for how plants ate up the sunlight. How it could apply to her, he said, for la lune.So instead of sunbathing, she bathed

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[morilthesinger]

It doesn't surprise Moril to find her there--even if he didn't know her so well, still it fits her, the moonlight glinting silver on her skin, rippling on the water, shining white and swollen in the sky. He drops down to the sand next to her, curling his legs under him, toying with a flyaway strand of her hair in place of hello.

[anywitchway]

"Hullo there," Luna said quietly, smiling at him. "It's quite a lovely night. Don't you think?" She always had the best times on nights when the moon was large and shining.

[morilthesinger]

"Hello," Moril says, which is the same as agreement, really. It is a lovely night. "It's very pretty."

[anywitchway]

"I felt like bathing in the moon would be a good idea," she said, though not really out of a need to explain herself. "There was a story I like, about a goddes in the moon, who took a mortal lover."

[morilthesinger]

Moril leans back onto the sand, head-to-heel next to her, his arms folded under his head. "How did the story go?"

[anywitchway]

Luna smiled at him, the up at the moon. "Her name was Selene, and though I forget exactly why, she could't be with him during the day. Perhaps it was just that she lived at night. So she put him into a sleep, and every night crept down and they made love, and she had thousands of daughters off of him."

[morilthesinger]

"And I suppose those are the stars?" Moril asks with a little smile.

[anywitchway]

"I'd never thought of that," said Luna, smiling distantly. "My father, when he told the story, said that my mother was one of their great-great-great-great-great... well, you get the idea. It was a story, but nice. She used to laugh and laugh."

[morilthesinger]

Moril tries to remember, briefly, if he ever heard Lenina laugh. "I wouldn't be surprised if it were true," he says.