|Alphonse Mucha, The Moon|
Once upon a time there was a maiden who, on warm evenings in the summer wood, danced with the stars. Every evening the stars followed their sister the Moon who rose in the East. And the maid was so patient and so sweet to them, that they came down and befriended her. Their light stayed with her even past the dark and into daylight, so that she seemed to glow with an unearthly light. And she was very happy.
While still a child, the maiden caught a swan in her bird-trap.
"Please," the swan pleaded, "I beg you. Let me go."
The Star-maiden pitied the swan and released him. He leapt free in a swirl of feathers and transformed into a beautiful man. He was a wind-lord and a shape-shifter, but before she could speak to him, he was gone.
One night the moon failed to rise so that the stars could not follow.