This moon, we mourn the loss of Matrius The Great, Powerful, and Handsome. He died late into the evening on the 12th of Reapingdusk when he was tragically struck in the head by an enormous meteor. There may have been pieces of the meteor stuck to his head, but it wasn’t like they were grafted to his skin.
When faced with this tragic news, the town sat slack jawed and wide eyed like we were staring at a common shovel in the damn store. We ask that you wear white in mourning as opposed to the traditional black so you don’t hinder the moons reflective properties.
He is survived by an enormous monster from the moon and his three very best friends.