k_a_webb | August Prompted Fiction: Thear: Moon Dance: 508 words

Based on the prompt peaceful from ellenmillion.

It was just after sunset and Aisling was kneeling comfortably in the moon garden she'd spent months creating in North Square. The trees were very short compared to the ones in the moon garden at the Residence but they would grow in time. Being alone in such a beautiful place made her feel more at peace than she had for months, which was the whole point of the moon garden. Gently she stroked the petals of one of the moon flowers that was beginning to open. The flower itself was silver and it made her feel very lucky because it was rare for them to be properly silver.

When she got her first sight of the moon she slowly stood up. At the Residence she hadn't been able to dance in the moon garden because someone would have seen her. Under Thearan law a moon dance was witchcraft but Aisling wasn't worried about being seen. Genevieve knew all about the moon dance and had danced them before, even though there hadn't been a moon garden. It was something they'd both learned from their Goddesses. No one else knew that North Square even existed.

The moon dance itself was something that changed every time a person danced it because there were no specific moves that had to be done. Some nights, when the moon's energy felt more calm, Aisling would just sway rather than actually dance. Other nights it would feel more frantic and she'd feel the need to do something more. Breathing deeply she looked up at the moon, knowing that every night that passed without something happening was a blessing.

For the first time she felt like she should do a proper spiral dance. It had been months since Persephone had taught her how to do it, and told her that it would be important for her to remember, but she was sure she had remembered how to do it properly. Taking her shoes off she moved into the middle of the garden, standing right next to the silver birch that she'd been told to put it. Smiling, she ran her hand down its slender truck before slowly starting to circle it. With every circuit she moved a little further away from it.

When she was far enough away from the tree she started adding the spins in. There had to be one at every compass point and she started from the south. Her family, the family she'd never met before, was in a town to the south of North Square. Every time she got to that compass point she thought of them, especially her siblings. She knew that she'd meet her older sister Sophia and younger brother Zander some day but she wished she could have known them growing up. West, she thought of the girls she'd grown up in the training temple with and hoped that they were safe. North, she couldn't stop herself from thinking of Genevieve. East, she thought of her fellow High Priests and Priestesses, feeling unexpectedly sorry for most of them.

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August Prompted Fiction: Thear: Moon Dance: 508 words

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