Barrow Fields Sometimes the unknown is good

Stars twinkled down upon the lady sprawled along the grass, her silver gaze was transfixed by the bright white moon out above the constant rushing ocean. The dips and curves along the moons surface were illuminated by the clear night. Shalon tried endlessly to memorize its surface, as she did most nights. Every moon she saw was different and that exctied her.

Her mind wandered, thinking of her life and her past. Still lost for the answer she sought. Her family gone, disappeared. She would never see them again, no matter her wish. With a small sigh she looked away from the moon and focused instead on the constellations surrounding. Seeking out the Lupis constellation her mother had once taught her long ago. Feeling the sweeping evening breeze, Shalon let herself relax, as she closed her eyes and remembered her mothers lessons.