Short Stories~

Two

Have you heard the story about the sun and the moon? No? Well I'll tell you:
The Sun woke up, rising over the morning clouds, clearing the ground of dew. He had missed her again. Just like the morning before. But then, he looked as far across the sky as he could, and there she was. He saw the pale white tone of her setting across the opposite horizon. He smiled, then frowned. He thought he heard a gasp for air, as if someone needed to take a breath before diving into the water. He tried to speed the day up, but he just couldn't. It took many, many hours. Until he reached the spot where the Moon once was. He peered over the horizon to grab one last glimpse of her, then took his last breath, so his love could breath.