Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy


December 4th 2017 in Microfiction

“And still I chase you across the sky,” the sun said (breaking the silence, reaching out). “I don’t know why you bother,” the moon replied, stunned to hear it out in the open like that (taking away her pretense of being unaware). “Because I love you,” the sun sighed, having been through it all before (millions of times). The moon waned a bit, falling silent (which she often did), pulling at the oceans to stir them up and hide her tears in the waves. “And I will continue to do so,” the sun added, “until you are brave enough to love me back.” He was glowing when he said that, dragging the dawn behind him. “Don’t be ridiculous,” the moon whispered with her back to him, irritated when he went full-mensch like this. “I already love you, you idiot,” she mouthed silently, looking back at how incredibly handsome he was (shining there), and promising herself not to slip like that again.

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