I sailed away from the moon the day the river dried up. The moon river had always waxed and waned like the moon itself; drawing near to the village before retreating once more...
Fiction Sunday 4 – “A River Once Ran Here”
Fiction Sunday 4 – “A River Once Ran Here”
Fiction Sunday 4 – “A River Once Ran Here”
I sailed away from the moon the day the river dried up. The moon river had always waxed and waned like the moon itself; drawing near to the village before retreating once more...