The Moon Serpent E-Book

Philipp Fiedler

• Herausgeber: epubli
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 34

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

In the heart of a hidden forest, where magic whispers in every leaf, a mysterious egg is found. It shimmers in countless colors, and no one knows what creature is growing inside it. The rabbit, the badger, and the fox take care of it—but with the birth of the creature inside, the forest changes. The moon serpent is no ordinary creature. Its destiny is intertwined with the moon, and as it grows, a story unfolds about change, loss, and the search for one's own destiny. A poetic tale about the power of change, friendship, and the courage to find oneself.

Leseprobe

The

Moon Serpent

A magical short story

by

Philipp Fiedler

Imprint

©Philipp Fiedler

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ISBN: 978-3-819788-98-7

When the moon speaks to you, listen.

Acknowledgement

Thank you, Tina.

Without you, this story would never have become what it is today.

Prologue

Far away from us humans, hidden by ancient magic and secrets, there is a forest. There, animals live together with all kinds of magical creatures, safe and concealed.

This story is about what once happened in this forest. But be careful, in magical forests things are often not what they seem.

The Egg

A sparkle as delicate as fairy wings.

On a day like many others, neither special nor extraordinary, the Rabbit and the Badger were strolling together through the forest. They chatted about this and that, about such and such, not expecting anything new.

At the foot of a large oak tree, the two wanted to take a short break when the Badger, who could no longer see very well due to his age, noticed a faint sparkle between the roots of the tree. But when he blinked, the sparkle was gone.

The two sat there in the pleasant shade of the old tree when another sparkle appeared. This time, the Rabbit could see it too, but when the two looked more closely, it had disappeared again.

“Did you see that too, Rabbit?” asked the Badger. The Rabbit nodded and hopped in the direction from which the sparkle had come. Carefully, not knowing what was hidden there, they pushed aside the small twigs and leaves, ready to jump back at any moment in case it was a dangerous creature. “Be very careful,” whispered the Rabbit, “last week the Fox was so frightened by a will-o’-the-wisp that he ran into a tree in panic.”

The two searched and searched, pushing aside twig after twig and leaf after leaf. The sparkle had disappeared. They were just about to continue their walk when a single ray of sunlight fell through the dense canopy of the forest, shining through the leaves of a fern, and the sparkle was visible again. Now the two knew exactly where to look and crept over to that very fern.

They carefully pushed the leaves aside. What they saw fascinated them from the very first moment: here, hidden between the gnarled roots, in a bed of lush moss, lay an egg. Obviously, it was no ordinary egg, for they had never seen such colors before.

“Look, Badger, do you see that?” The Badger nodded in awe. “It shines like the wings of fairies.” And indeed, with every ray of sunlight that fell on the egg, it seemed to glow in a different color. First purple, then moss green, briefly amber, then as blue as the sky. It looked like the beautiful shells that mermaids sometimes conjure up, yet the colors were much brighter, all so different, delicate and vibrant at the same time.

“What shall we do with the egg?” the Rabbit asked the Badger, who was so many years older and wiser than him. “We'll ask the Owl,” replied the Badger. “Perhaps she knows who this egg belongs to. She is even older than me and has seen many more wondrous things in this forest. I'll stay here, you go and find the Owl.” And so the Rabbit set off to find the Owl, the oldest and wisest bird in the whole forest.

The Owl

Be careful who you wake up.