Shivering Moon


It was a strange day, I remember… water dripping upwards… no one seemed to notice it though, only me…  when it rained, it rained upwards… very few could dance in that rain… you see, you had to be above the clouds… the night sky was wet afterwards… the rain had washed all of it… stars were brighter,  the moon shivered… I wanted to give her a blanket, but more than that I wanted to see her shiver… you don’t get to see that too often after all… shivering moon… silvery shimmering moon…



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