Micro-fiction, short comics, mixed media and whatever else strikes. Embarking on the quest to produce something every day for the next year, including a 100-word story every day. Photos and art by me, unless otherwise stated.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Lady Moon still weeps...
Atira, Atira, why have you gone? This was the chant they called up to the Moon. She had stolen away the mermaid Atira, to keep her company during the day. The sisters sang, all night long, demanding Atira's return, but the Moon always said no, that the sea princess would come to no harm, so the sisters should hush their repeating calls and sighs, Atira would not be returned to them. Why have you gone, they would still cry, wailing at the Lady Moon's silver face. Atira, herself, liked the sky, but missed the sea. No one bothered to ask.
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