The moon shrine dangled in the wind, the moon glowed with its beauty, the black sky glistening with stars, the wind blowing making the trees and grass both away, the animals were at rest

A man, no an Upper Moon, Upper Moon One to be exact was standing their looking down at you with a piercing gaze, a sense of dread filling the air, the ominous aura belonging to him

How annoying..another human he had to kill, everyone in the village knew better than that

You we’re in his territory