A night view that unites
“Look at that full moon. Just days ago, it was but a slit in the night sky. Barely even visible. And now…it illuminates the darkness”.
She stared at the empty page highlighted by her lamp. Still not a word. She just couldn’t get her feelings out. All the words were swirling in her mind. A hurricane inside that refused to exteriorise itself.
And all she could do was stare out the window at the view. It was an essential part of the house they bought together.
“Maybe he too is staring at this very moon now too. Wherever he is”.
Also part of Friday Fictioneers