In the Moonlight

In the Moonlight

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Ongoing9m

Last published Fri, May 9, 2025

blue distance emotional fracturedsoul fragments

The Luna is my allergen, In the depths of night, the forlorn soul prays for redemption.

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This isn't the way I imagined this going down-Luna burrowed under my arm on the couch, pressed into my side while reading Dalen's cursed collection of sliced trees and dead words, while my shirt gets soaked through with her tears. Tears I've shed right alongside her as we tried to process the death of our best friend. (Previously published as The River dividing Wolf from Moon)

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