The Sea Speaks

Ann Mellon walked down to the ocean with a precious package in her arms.



The light of the full moon shone down on the pale sand as the dark water of the sea gently rolled back and forth. Unlike other sims, the darkness of night did not frighten Ann. It was a time for great power if one knew how to wield it. And if one had the strength of blood required, miraculous things could happen.

Most people feared the night, but Ann refused to be afraid. Now was the time for a new beginning.




Ann held the baby before her to look into it's eyes as she explained, "Tonight we give you a new powerful name."

Ann listened to the sound of the waves splashing against the shore as the fine cold mist spritzed Ann and the baby in her arms. The ocean seemed to suck at the air, gathering its breath to speak to her. "Moon...." It gasped. "Moon... glow... Moon... glow..."

The sound was so gentle and soft that the words bounced around inside her head before the name came to her. It certainly was magic, but it was not the sort of magic she could control.

Ann held the baby before her again to look into her deep blue eyes. Perhaps she was the one calling the magic of the night to the two lone figures. It was as if they stood at the edge of the world, and the young baby were the one with the key into the next world.

"Oh my little heir, you are powerful indeed. The sea has named you after the night it seems. Moonglow. Yes, that is perfect, I think."