"The Song of the Moon Whale"

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Fearing the silence would swallow his spirit, Lunaqa swam to the Moon

"The Song of the Moon Whale"
 
Long ago, when the oceans were still young and the sky sang with stars, the spirits of the sea and sky danced as one. Among them was Lunaqa, the Moon Whale, born of moonlight and saltwater.
 
Lunaqa was no ordinary whale. His body shimmered with the colors of the Northern tribes — black like night, red like fire, teal like glacial water. He carried stories carved into his skin, passed down from the ancestors of the deep.
 
Each night, Lunaqa would rise with the tide and leap through the reflection of the moon, his song echoing across valleys and islands. His voice could calm storms, heal broken hearts, and guide lost canoes home.
 
But one season, the people forgot to sing to the sea. They no longer told stories by firelight or danced under the stars. The old songs faded, and so did Lunaqa’s strength.
 
Fearing the silence would swallow his spirit, Lunaqa swam to the Moon itself and whispered:
“If they forget the stories, how will they remember who they are?”
The Moon, wise and ancient, embraced him. “Then you must become the story.”
 
So Lunaqa became a guardian spirit, etched forever in the circle of the moon. His shape still swims in the night sky, reminding those who look up to listen, honor, and remember.
 
 
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