The blue moon approaches, electrifying the atmosphere with its otherworldly strength and supernatural power. I can feel it in my very bones, the spiritual closeness to the Goddess as one of her many gifts draws closer. I cannot help the depression that overcomes me at the idea of being chained in here and not standing under the night sky when the time comes, soaking up the blue moonlight and bathing in its glow like the rest of our species. It's been almost two weeks of existing like an animal. I'm back to ignoring him after yesterday and sulking on my mattress on the floor, when Lazarus arrives unexpectedly in the middle of the day, startling me from the depths of my borrowed book. He doesn't seem to raise a brow at the book in my hand, nor does he bother to ask how I got it. As always, h
