Fate of the First Moon
Research note:In my research into the mythos of the Frostmoon Scions, I found a text on their creation myth that stated the three sisters were created to replace a male moon. Curious I looked for anything similar and the Creator mythos, and I did though this text has heavy weather damage. I have translated and copied it down to the best of my ability. - Dr. Anastasia Pavlova, PhD.
TRIGGER WARNING FOR DEATH AND VIOLENCE!
As the gods watched Ọ̴̮̆̅͗̊͑̊͠ḿ̴̧̛̬́̅̊͂è̷̩t̵͚͎̬̦͈̆̆͑e̶̬̰͍̜̾͒̉̊́̈c̴̡̦̖̞͎̐́̕u̴̥̭̤͇͋̾͑͊ḩ̴̰̙̳͒́̀̈́̈́ț̶̨͇͂̅l̷͎̺̫̐̏͘i̷̹̘̖̇̈́͐̄̒̕ hold off A̸͙̩̟̭̰̍̑̌n̴͓̭̖͑̍́n̴͖̼͉̤̭̈́͑͐̋̈́i̴̯̬̳̲̠̅͌́̍ṅ̴͈̩̤͚͕g̵̡̝̹̝̾̂̀ͅä̷̠́̓n̶͙͗͆̇ and the C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜ they knew they had to work fast of they were to stop them. M̵̜̹̥̹̳̟͓͎̅̈́͊͆͋͐̐́̉̑̑͊͝ả̴̧̬̳͈͔̺̗̺̬͋ͅl̵̡̧̙̞̭̠̳͚̟͖̘̫̰̼̭̈́̂̄͒͊̽͌͠͠i̷̝͌͑̀͘ņ̸̧̞̮̞̪̟̝̖͈̠̌̉̍̄̕a̴͕̳̮̣̹͈̜̐̋͒͗̇̉̊͘͝, who knew her brother well, grabbed her crescent-shaped knife slowly crept up behind him. However, as she was the sun her glow gave her away. The C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜ grabbed her, intending to rib her apart and scatter her body parts across the world so that she may never be brought back. However, they only manged to spill a few drops of her blood, that would become Hyperborea, before Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕, goddess of war, called fourth her mighty tigers to attack the C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜. This caused the C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜ to drop M̵̜̹̥̹̳̟͓͎̅̈́͊͆͋͐̐́̉̑̑͊͝ả̴̧̬̳͈͔̺̗̺̬͋ͅl̵̡̧̙̞̭̠̳͚̟͖̘̫̰̼̭̈́̂̄͒͊̽͌͠͠i̷̝͌͑̀͘ņ̸̧̞̮̞̪̟̝̖͈̠̌̉̍̄̕a̴͕̳̮̣̹͈̜̐̋͒͗̇̉̊͘͝, however it only drew the attention of more. Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕ and M̵̜̹̥̹̳̟͓͎̅̈́͊͆͋͐̐́̉̑̑͊͝ả̴̧̬̳͈͔̺̗̺̬͋ͅl̵̡̧̙̞̭̠̳͚̟͖̘̫̰̼̭̈́̂̄͒͊̽͌͠͠i̷̝͌͑̀͘ņ̸̧̞̮̞̪̟̝̖͈̠̌̉̍̄̕a̴͕̳̮̣̹͈̜̐̋͒͗̇̉̊͘͝ fought in tandem, holding off the C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜ as best they could but it wasn't enough even as the god of storms, god of the wilds, and god of the abyss joined in the fight.
"What do we do?" M̵̜̹̥̹̳̟͓͎̅̈́͊͆͋͐̐́̉̑̑͊͝ả̴̧̬̳͈͔̺̗̺̬͋ͅl̵̡̧̙̞̭̠̳͚̟͖̘̫̰̼̭̈́̂̄͒͊̽͌͠͠i̷̝͌͑̀͘ņ̸̧̞̮̞̪̟̝̖͈̠̌̉̍̄̕a̴͕̳̮̣̹͈̜̐̋͒͗̇̉̊͘͝ asked her fellow gods.
They could jot answer as they had no plan. The C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜ slowly closed in, ready to kill the gods in their grasp when a choking sound was heard. They all looked, and saw the god of the hunt, U̷̡͓͇̰͇͕͗̌̇͌̽̀̑͂̿̊̏͂͌͜͝ļ̶̧̭̠̮̮̪̺̜̪͙͙̪̲̜̤̯̽̊ḻ̶̘͙͐̀̈́͌̀̏̀͂̋̅̅͒̍͂͘̚͘ŗ̴̙̠̬̣͓͍̲͙̞̎̅͆̓̃̿̊̂̆̿̽́̿͌̃̏͝ͅ, lowering his bow. They followed his gaze towards A̸͙̩̟̭̰̍̑̌n̴͓̭̖͑̍́n̴͖̼͉̤̭̈́͑͐̋̈́i̴̯̬̳̲̠̅͌́̍ṅ̴͈̩̤͚͕g̵̡̝̹̝̾̂̀ͅä̷̠́̓n̶͙͗͆̇ and froze. Sticking through his neck was an arrow made of holly. His blood rained from the wound, landing on Earth and creating many evils that now plague humanity. Before his final breath, an enraged A̸͙̩̟̭̰̍̑̌n̴͓̭̖͑̍́n̴͖̼͉̤̭̈́͑͐̋̈́i̴̯̬̳̲̠̅͌́̍ṅ̴͈̩̤͚͕g̵̡̝̹̝̾̂̀ͅä̷̠́̓n̶͙͗͆̇ killed Ọ̴̮̆̅͗̊͑̊͠ḿ̴̧̛̬́̅̊͂è̷̩t̵͚͎̬̦͈̆̆͑e̶̬̰͍̜̾͒̉̊́̈c̴̡̦̖̞͎̐́̕u̴̥̭̤͇͋̾͑͊ḩ̴̰̙̳͒́̀̈́̈́ț̶̨͇͂̅l̷͎̺̫̐̏͘i̷̹̘̖̇̈́͐̄̒̕ before his blood and run out.
The other gods managed to fight off the now disorganized C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜ back into the night sky where they now sat alone. As the body of A̸͙̩̟̭̰̍̑̌n̴͓̭̖͑̍́n̴͖̼͉̤̭̈́͑͐̋̈́i̴̯̬̳̲̠̅͌́̍ṅ̴͈̩̤͚͕g̵̡̝̹̝̾̂̀ͅä̷̠́̓n̶͙͗͆̇ turned to sliver dust the gods realized that humanity needed a moon but they had not the power to create something as powerful as a moon but they knew a being who could. So, Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕raced done to Earth to find Dragon King Nibelung. Once she found him she explained what had happened to both Ọ̴̮̆̅͗̊͑̊͠ḿ̴̧̛̬́̅̊͂è̷̩t̵͚͎̬̦͈̆̆͑e̶̬̰͍̜̾͒̉̊́̈c̴̡̦̖̞͎̐́̕u̴̥̭̤͇͋̾͑͊ḩ̴̰̙̳͒́̀̈́̈́ț̶̨͇͂̅l̷͎̺̫̐̏͘i̷̹̘̖̇̈́͐̄̒̕ and A̸͙̩̟̭̰̍̑̌n̴͓̭̖͑̍́n̴͖̼͉̤̭̈́͑͐̋̈́i̴̯̬̳̲̠̅͌́̍ṅ̴͈̩̤͚͕g̵̡̝̹̝̾̂̀ͅä̷̠́̓n̶͙͗͆̇.
"I see, and you wish for me to make a new moon," he said.
"Yes!" Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕ responded.
"What if that one were to parish?" He asked.
Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕ paused, she hadn't thought of that. She wondered what would happen if this new moon were to be killed. She saw a picture dark world thrown into chaos and wished for it not to repeat. So, Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕ asked how Nibelung planned to keep this from happening.
"Simple, I shall make three new moons," he explained.
Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕ nodded and flew back to the heavens to tell the others gods what Nibelung planned to do. While many at first were skeptical at the thought of three moons all at once Ã̴̦͛͌͐̓ṡ̵̩͉͙̯̽̅͐t̵̯̩̺͈̉̋̊́͛̿̔̉͋̊͘à̴̺̀̐̑͛͑̈́͝r̶̡̢̜̠̥̀͐ṫ̵̻̀̃͌e̴̛͙̻͍͉̖͎̮̻̦̽͛͂͊͘̕ assured them that it would work. So, reluctantly, the gods started waiting for the new moons. When the three did arrive M̵̜̹̥̹̳̟͓͎̅̈́͊͆͋͐̐́̉̑̑͊͝ả̴̧̬̳͈͔̺̗̺̬͋ͅl̵̡̧̙̞̭̠̳͚̟͖̘̫̰̼̭̈́̂̄͒͊̽͌͠͠i̷̝͌͑̀͘ņ̸̧̞̮̞̪̟̝̖͈̠̌̉̍̄̕a̴͕̳̮̣̹͈̜̐̋͒͗̇̉̊͘͝ asked for their names.
"I am Aria," the oldest sister said.
"I am Sonnet," the middle sister said.
"And I am Canon," the youngest said.
The three established themselves in their role quickly, taking turns each night in the sky and keeping the C̶̥̰̞͎̅̿̀̕͜ẖ̶̨̧̧̤̲̼͉̬̖̐̿̀͐́͂̚̚ͅȧ̷̢̠̖͔͖͛̀̌͊̇̌̌̾͘ͅs̸͔̳̾k̴͗͜͜ȃ̷͓̩͓͖̼̙̓̚s̴̘̯̤͑͜ at bay. The gods watched as they built the Lunar Palace, sad that the sisters were isolating themselves, especially M̵̜̹̥̹̳̟͓͎̅̈́͊͆͋͐̐́̉̑̑͊͝ả̴̧̬̳͈͔̺̗̺̬͋ͅl̵̡̧̙̞̭̠̳͚̟͖̘̫̰̼̭̈́̂̄͒͊̽͌͠͠i̷̝͌͑̀͘ņ̸̧̞̮̞̪̟̝̖͈̠̌̉̍̄̕a̴͕̳̮̣̹͈̜̐̋͒͗̇̉̊͘͝. So, to make her feel better the sisters promised to visit her twice a year and she agreed, waiting every year for those visits.
