A strange sound started to slither through the air, as if someone was carefully dropping thousands of copper pennies against a crystal tabletop. A large grouping of what appeared to be small rotating shards of glass slipped out of the surrounding forest, warping the images behind it. The phenomenal cluster gracefully floated towards me.And that was how I met The Moving Sky.WARNING: For mature audiences (violence, language, and themes) Statistics Overall Score .star-42568-overall-d93a148d44754dc29754684e3960e489:after{ width: 90.81% } Style Score Story Score Grammar Score Character Score Total Views : 513 Average Views : 128 Followers : 1 Favorites : 0 Ratings : 1 Pages : 13 Advertisement Go to Table of Contents Mark as Not Interested Follow Favorite Read Later Fiction breaking rules? Report Advertisement Author E.M.P.