Cursed by the Moon

Date: 07/03/2013 at 17:11
From: Anonymous
To : Everyone
Subj: Cursed by the Moon

Hurtling through the atmosphere, a massive meteor screeched towards the blighted isle of Mhaldor under deep cover of night. While the incendiary rock plummeted to the ground and showered giant glowing shards, Ourania, Goddess of the Moon turned her back on the west with her plan taking shape. Immediately, fearsome soldiers of Evil rushed to the meteor field and took up station in the environs, readying themselves to plunge into battle. Their limbs flailed as the mysterious power of the rocks flung them to the ground with an angry energy directed at Mhaldorian aggressors.

Two months of successive strikes followed, and the space rock grew in proportion and power, proving dangerous to everyone but the Moon's chosen. Soon, wisps of strange vapour collected around the stone, and silver light bathed the rubble-strewn field.

Accompanied by Lady Ourania's curse across the heavens, the final meteor shower pounded a gaping crater into the field and tapped an underground spring whose waters quickly flowed into the basin. Again the fearless soldiers of Evil hastened to the site, perplexed by the happenings. Many wrists spilled blood as the followers of Evil uttered injurious damnations.

Meanwhile within the Temple of the Moon, Her followers enacted secret rituals to charge a sacred vessel. Later that night, two of Her most fervent stole onto the isle with an amphora, working furtively among their sworn enemies to curse the waters of the meteor pool. Lady Ourania's plan finally began to take shape as the luminous energy from the pool and rocks interacted with the fog, which disappeared around the crater.

As the grave truth dawned upon the Mhaldorians, they moved to form their plan.

Penned by My hand on the 5th of Lupar, in the year 629 AF.