They say the Luna Moth came from the moon’s gentle sigh, softly carrying dreams to those who sleep beneath the stars.
She drifts silently through night skies, her wings woven from moonlight, shimmering softly with secrets only darkness knows. The elders whisper that her brief visit is a blessing—she never stays long, but her touch changes everything.
In her fleeting passage, she teaches us to cherish beauty, to embrace moments that vanish too soon, and to understand the gentle power of letting go.
Her flight is a dance between shadow and starlight.
She appears only briefly. Magic always does.
Yet, where she lands, dreams awaken.
We call her Nokomis—She Who Carries the Moon’s Breath.
