Starry Night by Alex Ruiz
The man gazes up at the thin silver crescent suspended in the night sky. It is immovable, as if anchored by invisible threads that have been woven by the hands of the gods themselves.
He can see her, his love. She is waiting for him.
He is the Moonkeeper, yet without her, he would be lost. She has no idea that her home is also a moon that waxes and wanes at the whim of the universe.
It is better that she does not know. It is better that she remains unaware of her power and responsibility. Only he knows that her moon remains whole, remains illuminated as a constant. It is only the shadow that he casts from his moon that turns her light to shade, her shade to light.
He blows her a kiss, imagines it landing on her lips.
It will reach her. It always does.
Here’s my latest entry to Magpie Tales. It follows on from the theme of the piece I wrote for Five Sentence Fiction the other week – I love a moon! What a beautiful, magical inspiration of an image, don’t you think?
I hope you enjoy this week’s entry- and please do visit Magpie Tales for amazing poetry and prose!
4 thoughts on “Constant – Magpie Tales”
Clear, starry night skies are magical.
Indeed they are!
Beautiful piece of writing I want to so know that the kiss does reach her. Lovely writing Freya.
Thank you, Michael. I’ll see if we can find out…