Grandma's Melodies
The Slumber Song
Peeking out from the treeline, you see it: the monstrous, moon-eating nightmare. The beast's shining eyes ripple with the hunger of a thousand galaxies, a greed that threatens to nibble away at the glimmering heavens. But something strange happens once you begin to pluck the chords to grandma's 'Slumber Song' on your heartstrings. With each hauntingly sweet muse of melody, the fierceness of the beast seems to dissolve. Its thunderous rumble dies away, the blazing hunger in its eyes fades, and it sits, settles, slumbers.
Glowing veins, lit by the diluted glow of the sleep-kissed moon, sprawl all over the creature’s blackened body like a twisted constellation of eerie stars. Its falling asleep is surreal, with the tempo of each thunderous snore growing slower and slower the more lullaby pours out from within you. Your trembling stops. A rush of confidence crops up within your brave frame, scattering away the tendrils of fear.