As I hang by this belt the grabs my neck. The darkness covers my eyes like a dark satin cloth. My body goes numb with my mind and soul. But at least I get to see my lady of the moon.
Once I was gone and my body laid still. I walk an empty desert with sand made of darkness and regret. But a voice calls out to me to follow the light. I removed the voice. My dear lady of the moon.
As I head into the light . I appear in a snow covered forest with a melody playing near. A beautiful lady is dancing on a snow covered hill. Her melody pulls me to her. Now I'm face to face with my lady of the moon.
She holds my hands and we dance into the sky. Why the orchestra of angles are humming near by. She pulls me into the sky to join the many stars. I will always follow my lady of the moon.
As I know my time is near. I thank her for always being there for me. I will always remember you. My precious lady of the moon.
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The Lady Of The Moon
Short StoryIt is a story about a friend. But not one that you may think of, but one you feel of.
