It is said, that in the beginning of the world, the Moon Goddess selected the High Moon City to be the centre of peace between all creatures of the night. Werewolves, vampires and witches, ruled by a mighty King and his graceful Queen. They ruled with honesty, and dignity. The love of the King and Queen spread to the entire world with the intention of making the peace between the night creatures last forever. However, a human named Alik, didn't want the creatures of the night to work together afraid that they would destroy the humans, he began hunting down the night creatures. One day he found the Queen in an alley caring for some poor children. He called her name, and made her look at him, as he drew his sword and stabbed her heart. As she fell down, she whispered "don't be afraid, be gentle and kind; then she closed her eyes. The moment she died, the sky went black, and the loudest most terrifying growl was heard in the entire city, it was filled with pain, and everyone young and old, human, wolf, witch or vampire, all felt the pain, down their spines. The King had lost his mate. When Alik killed the Queen, who balanced him out, all good that had ever been in the king's heart disappeared, and now only evil and anger was left. The King who was enraged began killing everything, wolfs, vampire, humans, witches in the search for the murderer of the Queen. He roamed day and night in the streets, and the blood of innocent beings was everywhere. A war burst out between all races and the lore says that the war is still going on today and will never end unless the King finds his Queen.

His Graceful Queen

Hannah was in darkness. She couldn’t feel her body. She had welcomed the calm darkness, she wanted to give up, no more pain. It felt like she was in a quicksand of darkness. Around her she saw Bryan, the headmasters, the bullies. And she kept hearing and feeling everything that had happened in her life. Bryan calling her a whore, the headmaster fondling her, the whips. Her screams. It just wouldn’t end. She wanted to give up right there. Then she heard it, someone whispering her name, in a soft voice. “Hannah don’t give up.” It was a female voice. She fought to get out of the quicksand. She finally got up and tried to follow the voice in the darkness. She had no feeling of time. Minutes, hours, days could have passed by and she wouldn’t know any difference. She just kept walking around in search for the voice who had called her name, around her the darkness was filled with the lustful laughter and cheering of the audience in the cellar. 


12. The darkness