In the Moon's Embrace
From the production Graphite Tales by nina.T
When the world grew quiet and the streets fell into silence, I found myself looking at the sky more than ever before. Night after night, the moon was always there silent, steadfast, and radiant. That tree is perhaps a reflection of me, standing in the darkness, with branches that carry memories of their own. And the birds are the hopes that have still managed to find a place to rest.
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