Red. The color red is strongly tied to attraction and desire. It is also the color of the string of fate, that binds two soul mates.

"Mom. please not that again." Elizander or Eliz to his friends sighed as his mom with her familiar book sat across him in the dining table. "What? This is not the first time you heard about this, right? I mean you should've memorized this by now." Agriphina, his mom said closing the book she's been holding. "Yeah, I know, I know that already, I even know what you are going to say next. Red Thread of Fate blah blah blah, you and my father met with the help of the thread, That is not news to me mom." Eliz said waving his hands in the air as if mocking his own mother. His mother retaliated by throwing the small book into his son's face. "I know you are having a bad day, you and that Anastasia girl broke up again, am i right?" she asked, she noticed it last night when he came home and went straight into the kitchen grabbing a few bottles of beer and started screaming grimly at his favorite sports show. "You only do that when someone breaks up with you, even Tuck noticed it." she continued looking down at the grey dog wagging it's tail to the both of them. "Yeah, she did. She-uh, she wanted better things." He said, sitting on the floor petting his dog as an apology for ignoring him last night. "Elizander Landon. How many times do i have to tell y-" She was cut off by her son, "-you that she ain't the girl for you, she ain't good for you, and then you'll go at it again with this Red Thread of Love. " looking up and finding his mom standing in front of him both hands in her waist, one eye brow up in the air. "It's Red Thread of Fate you handsome little idiot." She said as she gently poked her son's forehead.

"What I'm asking is for you to at least, please, give it a shot. You know I met your father through it, believe it or not, and as you can see, this family, our family has a big foundation built on believing in the unbelievable, thinking the unthinkable, so here, just for your old sweet mom, try." She said as she handed a piece of paper that she took from inside the smaller book. "This is kind off an instruction on how you can actually see the thread, good luck, I'm running late for my zumba class."

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It was dark out side already when Eliz woke up from his so called nap, Tuck had been licking his left hand that dangled from the couch where he slept on, trying to wake him up, he lazily sat up and rubbed Tucks head, he was a half Labrador, half Aspin, his mom's probably still outside, probably in the market buying what she'll cook for dinner, he hoped it was beef this time, he's getting sick of eating mainly vegetables and chicken all the time, or she's probably in the Coffee Shop they own, whatever he thought to himself, he stood up at pee when a piece of paper fell from his lap, the paper his mom gave to him earlier today, the "instructions" on how to use the thread, of course he heard the story of how the mythic thread helped his parents met each other, how it was the reason he was brought into this world. Maybe he really should give it shot, what could go wrong? Right? he asked himself, still examining the paper, finally opening it.

It must be of full moon for you to call Yue Lao, the deity of charge

And upon calling, he shall appear

He shall show you the red thread that binds you and your fated one together

That sounded so wrong, well grammatically at least, he thought, as he google the name, Yue Lao, dozens of matches popped up, He is the deity of matchmaking and weddings. Eliz just sighed, is he really going to do this? looking at the calendar revealing a full moon will be up in the night sky tonight. "What's so hard in doing it, try it, just this once!" His mom whispered in his ears as she sneaked behind him, surprisingly stealthy considering she was carrying two bags of ingredients of what she'll be cooking tonight, he almost had a heart attack.

Their dinner was pork steak, at least it's not chicken this time, Eliz thought to himself, relaxing in front of the television watching some news about how Summers Beverages Co.'s new drink are taking the market by storm. He took a mental note to try to get one and taste it for himself, still holding the piece of paper from earlier, he is still contemplating whether or not to do it. On one hand, it could work, on the other? It's incredibly stupid. Yup, it's stupid, he nodded to himself. "I know it sounds stupid, Eliz." His mom called out to him, like he could hear what he was thinking about, his mom can really be spooky at times. "It is." he shortly replied. "But, Eliz, there's no harm in trying, honey. Look where that stupidity take me in life, I'm living a happy life, great house, great family, great and a genius son, an amazing dog. What more can I ask for? I cannot imagine where my life will be if I hadn't believe." She said faintly eyeing her son in the corner of her eye. "Yeah? Well Dad died." Eliz bitterly said. Eliz's dad died when he was 10, he died of cancer. "And in his deathbed, what did he say to you?" His mom asked him, attention once again in the dishes as him to distract himself from the subject. "He told me to keep up with all you crazies." He half smiled. "See, if I didn't believe in the thread and followed it to meet your father, I wouldn't have married him, I wouldn't have had you. and we wouldn't be having this conversation." She reasoned. "You have a point." Eliz finally conceded, "Fine, I'll go out now, moon's out."

It was a chilly night, he had no idea how to call this Yue Lao, he didn't even asked his mom, what a stupid idiot, he thought to himself, how the hell am i even going to call for Yue Lao? He was about to walk back to his house to ask his mom when he saw in the corner of his eye a shade of red, it was just a glimmer, but enough to take his attention, it was like a smoke floating, gliding in the air, it's like calling him. He felt absurd, now he is seeing things, great. He turned back so he can head back to the house, when he saw a a figure in red clothes in front of him it's face hidden in the shadows, he recognized the clothing from all the historical Asian dramas his mom watched, a chill crawled up to his spine, he also noticed the man was holding something, something red like hair, it was swaying in the air as if it's dancing. "Mom, this is not funny." he tried to reason to himself, it's his mom, it has to be, that or that he finally snapped.

The figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing it's faceless head. A voice with a heavy Asian accent filled the air.

You called, and now I answer. Now I shall impart to you the gift to see the thread, the gift of happiness. Take it young boy.

He fell down not believing what was happening, was he really going insane? in front of him was a faceless figure, handing him a handful of what he assumes now are the threads he can't move, he can't scream, he was just staring at him, he was getting closer and closer to him, until they were face to face.

Take it boy. And you shall find the person you are bound to be with

He closed his eyes, extended his hand to the figure and opened his palms, he felt his cold palms envelope into his for a second, then it was gone, it became quiet, the only sound he can hear was his own beating heart, the chilly air was also gone now, he opened his eyes.

And there, to his shock, he saw it, a thin glimmering red thread, tied neatly on his ring finger floating and swinging, floating up into sky, he was stunned by it, it was true, it was true! holy hell he was looking at it, he can even pulling it! His heart raced again, now knowing that at the end of this thread, was the person he was bound to be with.

[Under the Full Moon, That's Where You'll Find Him |END]