Malika (Roellen Central Avenue)

The phase of the moon had changed from a new moon to a full moon. She hadn’t noticed at first, not until the pain crested over her scarred eye. She wasn’t in her mother’s realm anymore that much she knew, and that small pale moon was not any of her moons. She stood there, squinting up at it with her good eye. She did not look at anything other than the moon in this new sky.

A moon needed a sun to reflect light and there was no sun in her mothers realm, that moon was a crimson red that reflected light in a realm without it. She had placed it there. Picked the red simply because her mother liked that colour, because it wasn’t as bright as a white moon, and her mother had sensitive eyes… and because if they wanted her to stay there, her mother had to compromise.

She doesn’t stay in realms without a moon, not because she would die or anything dramatic, but if there was no moon there was no reason for her to stay. She hated moonless realms. His realm had no moon and she was trapped there.

Nor was it the moon in the human realm, this moon was different. It was the same colour, but the pattern was different and the size while no one else would really notice the slight difference. She did.

The question was, where was she?