Once upon a time, in a place of complete darkness, there stood a solitary Moon, forever orbiting the planet to which he was bound. Without a single source of light to be found, night was constant and perpetual. The Moon did not have a glow of his own, either, so it was no different than the cold blackness that surrounded everything. Sentenced to a place where it was always pitch black and shackled to a lifetime of constant toil, the Moon simply accepted his given fate.
“Although I must endlessly travel around this planet, this is my work,” said the Moon acquiescently.
“I am glad that I cannot see anything, lest I should be disturbed by my surroundings,” the Moon continued.
Without any way to tell night from day, the Moon never stopped to rest, not even once.
Round and round he went, always returning to his original point. Continuously rotating around the same object could have made anyone rather tired or even woozy, but not the Moon.
He simply rotated again and again, without giving any thought to the matter.
Like this it went on and on for a very long time. How much time had passed, though, no one could really say, since there was nothing but deep darkness.
There had been times when the Moon felt rather lonely, wishing he had a companion with whom to talk, but this was not something that could be easily resolved. Of course, he had tried talking to his joint sphere, but to no avail. The dormant planet never responded, not even to get a better sense of what was happening.
“Hello, can you hear me?” asked the Moon.
“I am the one that is always orbiting around you.”
No matter how many times he had asked, the planet never acknowledged the Moon. This made the Moon feel even lonelier.
The Moon was also curious to learn how it had come to this, how he had gotten chained to the sleeping planet and forced to toil away in a never-ending cycle, but sadly nothing ever came to fruition.
In the eternal blackness, the Moon was only aware of himself and the planet around which he was orbiting. If there was something else out there, then there was really no way of knowing.
Maybe others dwelled nearby, doing the very same thing. If this was indeed the case, then they were awfully quiet. Many times the Moon had shouted into the vast darkness, while wondering if there were others like him, or maybe like the dormant planet. Never once did he receive a reply to his many calls.
After a while, though, the Moon simply stopped wondering. Any desire for an answer or friend, the Moon had abandoned. He was simply content to do his work irrespective of how tiresome or tedious it was.
Many rotations had gone by without anything ever happening. The Moon continued to toil away, never again asking for purpose and companionship. Solitude and drudgery had become his friend and design.
Everything changed, however, when a faint flicker unexpectedly appeared, seemingly out of nowhere. It slowly turned into a glow, which grew larger and larger until the dark vastness was inundated with a magnificent radiance. It was something that had not been seen before.
Eventually, a massive shining orb made an appearance, casting a beautiful light upon the Moon and the planet to which he was attached.
“Who are you?” asked the Moon in complete surprise.
“I am the one who gives both light and life,” she answered smiling radiantly.
“I am the Sun.”
To the Moon, whose entire existence had been spent in complete darkness and loneliness, the Sun appeared as his salvation. Never before had he felt the warm embrace of light that she gave out, having known nothing but a cold and dark life.
The bright sparks that emanated from the Sun lit up the all-encompassing blackness, which pleased the Moon very much. For the very first time, the Moon was able to observe his surroundings and not feel like living in a prison all alone.
The Moon was also able to look at the sphere to which he had been tethered all this time. Even with such a bright light, the sleeping planet did not react in any way whatsoever. It seemed as though its only role was to keep the Moon in a permanent spinning lasso.
The Moon, however, no longer seemed to be affected by his uncaring warden. He was much to happy to even care.
In all the silent vastness, the Moon finally had someone to light-up his daunting and boring life. Where once there some nothing, all of a sudden there was everything. In place of frigid darkness, there was warm light instead. The loneliness that the Moon had been experiencing was no more. Even though the Moon was still twisting and twirling unremittingly, the beautiful Sun made it all bearable. Soon enough the Moon had become enamoured with the beautiful Sun. To these feelings of joy and pleasure, the Sun was not certainly not passive.
In her profound passion, she always made sure to send out her luminous beams to the ever-so-grateful Moon.
“Dear Sun, I wish to bask in your light and warmth for all eternity,” proclaimed the Moon.
“I shall always send my rays to you, dear Moon,” replied the Sun.
The happiest moment for the Moon was when he rotated to face the Sun directly, reaching the closest point to the object of his desire. On such occasions, a glimmer of hope appeared, as
the Moon wanted nothing more than to be with the Sun. Unfortunately, the chain that bound he eternally to the dormant planet would not break so easily. No matter how much he tried, the Moon was always drawn back and further away from his Celestial Lover.
The saddest moment, however, came during a Total Lunar Eclipse. At this point, the dormant planet came in-between the Moon and Sun, blocking the two from seeing one another.
With the light gone, the Moon became increasingly desperate, as he did not know what was happening. It was not the light that the Moon longed to see, for he had lived in complete darkness his entire life. It was the Sun itself whom the Moon missed terribly.
“Where are you, my love, for I cannot see you ?” asked the troubled Moon.
“Worry not, for I am still here,” responded his distant Lover.
“My love for you has not yet faded, nor shall it ever,” said the Sun reassuringly.
Rays of light suddenly began to bounce off the dormant planet, colouring the anguished Moon in a brilliant red hue, calming him down.
Even though the two Celestial Lovers could not see each other, they still remained in touch through the stream of light that connected them.
Soon enough, the Moon completed his cycle and the sleeping planet no longer obstructed his view of the Sun. It was the first time that the Moon had felt grateful to be spinning ceaselessly, since this allowed the Moon to once again be in the presence of the massive shining globe.
Although they could not be together, the Moon and the Sun ultimately fell into a familiar pattern. There were times when they could be worlds apart, but there were also times when they stood fairly close to one another, enjoying the love that they shared.
Other times, the sleeping planet would get in their way, preventing them to communicate.
The Sun, however, never forgot to share her splendid brightness, which the Moon lovingly accepted. In exchange, the Sun received the love and admiration that the Moon felt for her.
“While we can never be together, our love will never allow us to drift apart,” agreed the two Celestial Lovers.
Sadly, the familiar pattern was broken when a cluster of high-speed meteorites interrupted their sparkling romance. Traveling from far-away, the wondering meteorites came near the Sun and Moon, as if drawn by something in particular. Maybe the cluster would have passed the two Lovers without an incident, but this was not to be.
The Moon’s own gravitational force changed the course of the meteorites, pulling them toward him. It was unintentionally done, no doubt, as certainly the Moon did not wish to have anything to do with the menacing cluster. With their direction altered, the meteorites soon headed right for their unwitting target. One after another, the space objects hit the Moon violently, creating huge craters in their wake. Having no atmosphere of his own to break the foreign objects apart, the meteorites caused quite a lot of trouble for the poor Moon, injuring him deeply.
The terrible treatment to which the Moon had been subjugated made the Sun angrier and angrier, rapidly increasing her core temperature. For the Sun, it was too much to see her beloved in such a deplorable state. She simply could not tolerate it any longer.
“I shall not let anyone hurt you !” shouted the furious Sun.
Sudden outbursts of bright light could be seen erupting from the Sun’s surface, showing the immense anger harboured within. These Solar Flares were quickly released into space, disrupting some of the space objects from their path of destruction, while completely melting the ones the got to close to them.
With the cluster of meteorites gone, never to be seen again, the Sun inquired the Moon about his state. Strangely, the Moon did not respond, which greatly perturbed the Sun.
“Are you alright, dear Moon?” asked the Sun worriedly.
“I do not want you to look at me,” said the Moon, “for I am hideous with these craters on me.”
“Do you think my love for you is this shallow, dear Moon? asked the Sun puzzled.
“I shall love you for eons to come, irrespective of your looks!” came a definitive response.
The Sun’s love declaration left such an indelible impression on the Moon that he knew he had to escape from his unfair imprisonment, so he could be with the one who had brought light into his gloomy life.
Slowly but steadily, the Moon began to increase his velocity, as he encircled the carelessly dormant planet. Faster and faster he went until he reached the point closest to the magnificent Sun. A powerful thrust was enough to offset the Moon, causing him to break orbit and indeed to break free from his terrible fate. He immediately set a new course, this time a linear one, leaving behind the dormant planet and the harsh life he had lead.
At such an astonishing sight, the Sun looked not so much surprised as she did incredibly happy.
After much pain and suffering, the Moon could finally embrace his Celestial Lover, forming together a Total Eclipse of the Sun.
~ The End ~