Free The Red Moon: Moon Rising by J. M. Lyons Page B

hanging on my grandmothers
     
wall; this is weird, I thought.
"Hi Mia, you can call me Elder Wing." A smaller man said,
     
sitting beside him on the right. He sat there with a very big
     
contagious smile on his face.
I just simply smiled back at him.
He
     
wore a big black and white feathered head dress, and was bare
     
backed. I didn't know how could he handle this chilly night air; I
     
thought to myself.
     
Dad sat next to Elder Wing, but now dad had his own, sort of,
     
head dress on; he wore four eagle feathers fashioned toward the
     
back of his head. Uncle Tom was there too, and he sat on the left
     
side of Elder Wolf. He wore a brown bear skin over his shirt. I just
     
looked at them all, expressionless, very confused.
     
They were wearing some weird stuff; not to mention my dad
     
and uncle Tom wore them too.
"So tell me Mia, what do you think
     
happened to you the other day?" Elder Wolf asked with a very
     
deep but sincere tone of voice.
"Well, I really don't know." I
     
replied, still very confused about the whole situation myself. "I'll tell
     
you what happened." A very old familiar voice said from behind of
     
me.
     
A small rough hand slowly grabbed on to my shoulder. I
     
jerked at the touch, there was a familiar smell of roses in the air.
     
Tucker who sat on the log next to me jerked back, nearly falling off
his seat. "My Mia.." I heard softly. My heart fell to the ground; I
     
didn't even have to look, I knew exactly who it was, no one called
     
me that except my grandmother.
     
My eyes fluttered with tears building as I slowly turned around
     
in utter disbelief. "Grandma." I said with a quivering voice. I bit my
     
lip, to try to hold some kind of composure. "My Mia." She
     
repeated, as the glow from the fire light flickered off her long white
     
hair. "But; but how? How can this be?" I said, placing my hands
     
over her cheeks. "How? I thought....I thought you died?" I said,
     
feeling the warm tears running down my face.
She hugged me
     
like she always did; I felt like I was a little girl all over again.
     
I closed my eyes remembering the way she felt, the way she
     
smelled.
When I opened my wet eyes I was looking at my
     
grandfather who was now standing right behind her. "How; how
     
can this be.. I don't understand." I said as I reached out my hand
     
to touch him.
He grabbed my palm holding it tightly with both
     
hands.
     
"Ha...ha.. I bet you think your looking at ghosts." Grandpa
     
teased.
I couldn't smile, I had no expression; he was right, I did
     
feel like I was looking at ghosts. Every bit of fear, confusion and
     
frustration disappeared as my grandmother held on to me tightly.
"What's going on?" I said, my voice still shaky. "We had to go
     
away for a while, my Mia, but we're here for you now." He said
     
with a soft smile.
     
"We're here now and we're not going anywhere."
She said,
     
wiping my tears from my face. "Mia, you're a very special young
     
woman. We all thought that you would experience this changes
     
within you, later in your life; but I guess now is as good of a time
     
as any." She said, as she sat next to me. "My granddaughter is
     
strong, she will survive this attack to come. She will be ready
     
when the time comes." She said, looking over at the four men
     
sitting across from me.
     
I couldn't take my eyes off of either of them.
"Mia, you have
     
been chosen to defend this land against an evil that our people
     
have fought against for many, many years. Our people have
     
defended these mountains for generations; and as the generation
     
get older and die our energy and power leave us to find the
     
decedent who is worthy to hold it.
Now I can see that my time will
     
come soon and so will your grandfather's." She said holding my
     
hands tightly in her's.
"What are you talking about?" I asked
     
confused again.
"Are you able to pass this right to your grand daughter and
     
teach her the ways of