Elia of Gareth - The Mystery of NightGlen

<p><strong>The moon has always had a strange effect on me </strong>. It's not like sunlight direct and honest. Moonlight is different-it hides as much as it reveals transforms the familiar into something mystical makes the ordinary extraordinary. And on this particular night as I watch the full moon through my bedroom window I feel like something is about to change.</p><p>The glass is cold beneath my fingers and I can see my reflection against the darkness outside-a girl of nineteen springs with eyes too big for her face red hair that seems to absorb the silvery light. But there's something else in the reflection something that makes my breath catch. A shadow that shouldn't be there a movement that isn't mine.</p><p>Do you always watch the moon like this? The voice comes from behind me soft as velvet but with a force that makes my knees weak. I don't turn around. Not yet. Because I know that when I do nothing will ever be the same again.</p><p>For as long as I can remember I reply and my voice comes out firmer than I expect. The moon... it calls to me.</p><p>A low sound almost a purr echoes through the room. She calls to us all he says and now I can feel his presence closer like a wave of warmth on a cold night. But you... you can hear...</p><p>I finally turn around and there he is. Tall lanky with silver hair that seems to catch and reflect the moonlight. His eyes are like liquid mercury bright and hypnotic. He shouldn't be here in my room in the middle of the night. But somehow it feels more wrong that he isn't.</p><p>Who are you? I ask even though I know the answer will change everything.</p><p>He smiles and there's something predatory in that smile something that should make me run. But I can't. I don't want to. My name doesn't matter he says taking a step toward me. And you Elia are the reason I'm here.</p><p>How do you know my name? The words come out in a whisper and he chuckles softly.</p><p>I know a lot about you Elia. I know you dream of places you've never been that you listen to music no one else can hear. I know you feel like you don't belong in this world... He stops his eyes fixed on mine. Then he continues. Because you... really don't.</p><p>It should sound like madness. It should make me scream for help run away. But each word resonates inside me like a truth I've always known but never dared to admit. Like pieces of a puzzle finally falling into place.</p><p>What are you? I ask taking a step towards him even though I know I'm playing with fire.</p><p>The right question he says extending a hand toward me is what are we?</p><p>And as I look at your outstretched hand I know I am faced with a choice. I can continue to live in the safety of the world I have always known or I can discover the truth about who - or what - I really am.</p><p>The moon shines brighter through the window as if it too is waiting for my decision.</p><p>Slowly I reached out my hand towards his. He held my hand with a gentle firmness his cold fingers contrasting with the heat radiating from his gaze. My instinct tells me he is dangerous and I am drawn to that feeling!</p><p>Some choices after all are already made before we even know they are choices he murmured stepping even closer.</p><p>My heart was beating wildly a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through my veins. He slowly lifted my hand until it touched his lips and I felt a shiver run down my spine as he softly kissed my fingers!</p><p>Elia he said his voice a hypnotic whisper you are more special than you know.</p><p>And before I can respond his eyes hold mine and as he leans in an invisible fire consumes me. The kiss that comes is a sigh at first a breeze in the night but soon it becomes something more-something inevitable wild a fire in the fog.</p>