Passionate Ruin

Passionate Ruin

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Fiction
Fantasy
Day rages its war against Night just like everyday before. It will win. But this triumph will be different. What makes this victory so special? Is it te chirping of a thousand birds? No. Is it the whistling of the ever-changing wind? No. Is it the remainder of a sweet winter chill that hangs against my skin? No. It is the sun itself; young and new. Brilliantly yellow Brilliantly free Brilliantly ours
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Moth

They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

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