Mar 20 - 2024
FantasyMoth
By Daniel Arenson
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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. We float through the heavens, one half in light, one half in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn.
