Perhaps a little rambling of her moon
Her moon has felt really detached as of late..
Her human vessel cannot possibly withstand the cruelty and wisdoms of this world, it has begun to flood in suddenly as she's become more in tuned to her deity self. Despite lacking in answers or guidance of who she fully was or what she's the deity of..
Her moon has also recently just watched The Last Unicorn, and Lady Almathea felt so eerily comforting and familiar. Lady moon could not help but feel truly seen, she could not help but relate much to the entire 'I can feel this body dying all around me' ..
The transformation from a wise, knowing, and truthful being to a mere human vessel, one of feelings, of greed and sadness,, it truly hurts beyond a level that her Moon cannot relay to that of the normal mortal.
Her moon feels there will be big negative events oncoming within the communities which she resides, whilst she does not care for these matters much.. she worries for those who will be affected.
Humans are cruel.. and she, in this vessel, is not an exception so long as she feels and remains of a feeling human.
Perhaps there is more beyond this, perhaps more beyond that. Maybe this is real, or possibly they aren't— all Pearl is concerned with is that she once knew,, and now she doesn't,, she once was with mother moon, and now she isn't. Now she's trapped within a cruel fleshy vessel.
Sometimes, her moon curls up under her blanket to imagine she is back in her clam as a mere pearl, safe under the protection of Lady Sea and her mermaids and selkies. And under the light of mother.
Her moon apologises, she went a bit off topic.. thank you for stopping to see her ramblings. May the moon guide you all.