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I look up to the endless, dark, midnight sky
I feel the energy flow into my drained body
I give the appearance of shivering but I'm actualy shuttering
I am a creature of the night, the moon is my ennergy sorce

My wings unfurl from my back, black as a raven
Their size is enormus, to be able to lift my body
They stretch out, the length of a normal school bus
It feels good to expose them after needing to hide them
hidding them so I can appear to be a normal human

But my night is not a lonely one, I share it with friends
They are all but legands, myths and stories now
Luckily they are as real as you and I appear to be
The new world wasn't real until Christopher Colombus discovered it

Lunaria, the moon elf, joins me in absorbing the moon's light
Her face as white as the moon, cratered with gray freckals
She wears a dress like her skin, and a necklace of the moon's phases
She is knowlageable and cute, her pointed ears and all
She fell to me one night, as I absorbed her home's light

Flora, the forest nymph, comes out of the shadows to join us
She always has a different flower in her vines, she calls hair
Tonights flower is the midnight hibiscus, black and white
It opens to the glow of the full moon's light
Her fashion is impecable, despite the median she uses for clothes
The median of leaves and bark she uses as cloth

Sora, chained to my hand, is my pet class angeloid
She calls me master and does everything I command of her
She even has these cards to do so, they are like majic cards
She has wings like me, and a collar to which the chain is connected
Meaning that she is almost always by my side, like it or not
But she is more family then slave, I hate the thought of it

Mike sits at my back, meditating, collecting his vast phychic powers
He and read minds, and even calm them down
He has done this countless times for my temper, when i came close to loosing it
He is always there to calm us all down, he is our buffer
But that's who he is, always helping everyone but himself

We are the monsters of the night, creepy crawlers gone bad
But we don't choose to be this way we just are
We are only accepted by eachother, and that's just fine with us
That's the whole reason we created F.N.C.N
the Full Moon Creatures of the Night