A Letter of Stories
Dear Antalya,
I see you have gotten confused by something and need guidance. That is what I meant by when you think you should. I have to tell you a story that is told in the mountains of Canada where your father and I lived when you were born.
It's about the Moon.
She wasn't always lonely in the sky. Once she had a lover named Coacuatchoo. But someone else wanted the Moon for himself. So the Trickster told Coacuatchoo to go get the Moon flowers that she asked for. But they were only found in the Mortal realm and Coacuatchoo didn't know that if you leave the Spirit realm you can never come back. So the Moon is now lonely up in the sky and Coacuatchoo howls to her every night.
Coacuatchoo means Wolverine.
I also have another story for you. It's about a young mother and is completely true. The young woman had just given birth to a baby girl. While wrapping the child she heard a knock at the door. The Wet Nurse went to answer the door and was shot. The mother froze as a man came into her house with a gun pointing it at her baby girl. Standing quickly she ran out of the house and across into the forest. Once she reached a meadow she ran into a young man with a staff and a deck of cards. He smiled at her and her child before glancing behind her in anger. After telling her to run the man with the gun and several other men with guns came into the clearing. The woman ran but not before seeing flashed of purple light and hearing the screams of the dying men. The man with the staff soon joined her giving her direction and protection. Once they reached the young mother's sister's house the man tipped his hat at the young women and gave the baby an amulet, saying that if she ever needed help that it would protect her. He left shortly and the mother and child watched the sunrise. The Mother hoped her daughter would never forget the hope of a new day and so she named her child after the break of day.
That is what happened on the day of your birth Antalya.
That amulet is in a wannabe Swiss Bank account in Washington DC.
By the way your aunt was mutant. She had skin that could change into diamonds and I had the power to tell a person what to do by touching them.
Your father ha …
The Rest was worn away too much to be read and Antalya blinked. Explains the painting she thought looking at the now empty easel. Looking around she stood and glanced at the sunset.
"Twilight," she stated seeing how the sun's rays hit the windows, "Perfect time to steal a vehicle."