Once a year, Ayan, the red moon, mounts his mistress Lydya, the white moon, and his red-tinted shape eclipses her white beauty. Denys blushes as she thinks of its symbolic meaning. "If it weren't for Shoreen," the Tara girl whispers, "there would be dozens of marriages during the eclipse." Every five years the dark green and pock-marked moon, Shoreen, sneaks up behind Ayan and Lydya with mischief on her mind. 240 years ago, Shoreen was in the sky...