AKA: Master of the Moon
Location: Moon caverns, Great Hall
Novel: The First Men in the Moon
Author: H.G. Wells
Natural History:
The greatest of the Selenites and ruler of the Moon. The Grand Lunar seemed to be no more than a brain, which looked like a featureless bladder with dim, undulating ghosts of convolutions writhing visibly beneath.
Upon further inspection, two elfin eyes peered out from below the bladder. The Grand Lunar did not appear to have a face. A small body, dwarfed by the immense brain, had insect-jointed limbs that were shriveled and white. His voice was like the rubbing of a finger upon a pane of glass. A faint wheezy noise.
The Grand Lunar had many attendants, Selenites of all all shapes and sizes. Many sprayed the great brain with a cooling spray, while others patted and sustained it. He has also had a group of Selenites that were encyclopaedic in their knowledge of the galaxy. These attendants gathered around his throne, which was bathed in a blue radiating blaze from behind, which the Grand Lunar could control.
The Grand Lunar was immensely interested in the affairs of planet Earth. Though upon hearing about war, the Grand Lunar cut off all of Cavor's communication. Most likely in fear of more humans coming to the Moon.
"You mean to say," he asked, seeking confirmation, "that you run about over the surface of your world - this world, whose riches you have scarcely begun to scrape - killing one another for beasts to eat?" - Grand Lunar
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