[ Luna was sitting in the cave on the beach, gazing up at the tireless storm that was raging on above the world, like a fierce clashing battle between raindrops in the storm clouds. The beach seemed empty, and gray, and cold. She swished her pale green tail back on forth on the smooth rock beneath her, annoyed by the spray of water hitting into her scales and the chatter of cricket, who was trying to conversate with her. She strained her eyes for any movement in the clouds. ]