Here I was just like always on the shore watching immensely as the moon goddess rose her wave to come see me. But something was up. Her face seemed more tense than usual. Her beautiful cocoa skin creased, as she neared me. Her eyes stared intently into me. As if she was taking an X-ray of my body.
“How do you feel child?” She questioned
“Weak! I am weak without her, I need her back! I am sick, I fear I will die soon Goddess.” I breathe out, finally admitting the truth that’s been settling deep in the past few weeks.
“Your not dying Ayanna.” Her tone was irritated, something which I never heard from her before.
“What is it then?” I asked, my heart pounding out my chest.
“A transformation. It will be up to date whether it’s good or bad.” She sighed as she sat down next to me in the sand
