What The Moon Revealed

Monday, November 3, 2025

She knelt in the dirt, her shadow twisting strangely behind her. 

Moonlight caught a glint of silver-- a key. 

It had been waiting for her.

Under the Streetlamp

Sunday, November 2, 2025

It was long before dawn. I walked through a park I didn't know. 

Beneath a streetlamp, an old couple sat, with hollow eyes staring blankly. 

I felt I was trespassing, that I wasn't supposed to be here. 

When I blinked, they were gone.