Moon is finding out her fate is set and what the role of the spectres are.

#shortstory #crimsonmoon #occult

In the end, the rain went away. What was left is the world as we shaped it.

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Inspired by all the rain, one can only wonder; where does it come from? The melancholy of leaving behind his duty and the melancholy of this land that only knows rain.

#rain #melancholy #shortstory

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Inspired by all the rain, this story continues as starts his way home. The melancholy of leaving behind his duty and the melancholy of this land that only knows rain.

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There are times that I keep on going in loops. I have to find and recenter myself to get out of it. Recently I went walking in the forest and there was a moment this idea felt tangible.

#shortstory #anxiety #forest #iamlost

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Often I go back to memories of simpler times when romance was in the air and inconvenience was an afterthought. When spending time experiencing things together was more than enough.

#night #meteorshower #romance #shortstory

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I easily find myself enamored with someone, attached and dependent. In that case my mind knows what my heart doesn't.

#lakeside #party #sliceoflife #shortstory

Since the first time I saw the stars, they have fed my imagination. The more I see of them, the more I want to be among them.

#shortstory #stars #daydream

My direction and purpose should be my own. I can chase others thinking they will make me happy, but if I am happy by myself, things will always fall apart.

#lakeside #party #sliceoflife #shortstory

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