Orb: 12th of Rebirth’s Height

[demonsintheoven]

[[For once, Snow isn't in a back ally somewhere. She's somewhere far more green, but still flat on her back, staring vacantly up at the orb. The very edge of an empty bottle of wine can be seen in the grass to her left]]

Have you ever seen the moon shatter? It shouldn't... the moon's a big rock in the sky, like a smaller Earth, but dead. Dead, dead, dead, so dead it was never alive... [[she sighs, eyes drooping]] Can't shatter. I don't like seeing it do things it can't. So many things do that, don't they? Things move when they shouldn't, appear where they can't, change when they should stay the same.

[[She is quiet a moment, blinking, her eyes utterly unfocused]] Stay inside when the moon shatters... don't let it fall on you. It's too cold to be under a dead moon.