To say that she was difficult to get close to was… an understatement, to say the least. He honestly wasn’t sure what he had been expecting. She was the Moon, after all. What could possibly be more cold and distant? She was pleasant enough, sure. She smiled at almost everything that he said, but she…
Category: Fluffuary 2025
Fluffuary Day 03: Ice
It was easier to be cold. It was familiar. Almost comfortable, after the centuries he had spent alone. He kept all of them at arm’s length, as if denying himself their warmth would allow his heart to slip into torpor, allowing his pain to be put to rest. He hid himself away behind layers of…
Fluffuary Day 02: That One Time…
So much of life was simply the result of chance. No matter how many targets you shot down in training, sometimes it was the turn of the wind that would win the fight. No matter how many reviews you made of the map, sometimes it was pure instinct that lead you down the correct path….
Fluffuary Day 01: At First Sight
“Do you believe in love at first sight?” It was a tacky line, really, and one she’d heard a hundred times before, in a dozen different languages, in a hundred different bars. But that was the game, wasn’t it? That was the dance. They would chase her, make contact — usually just with their eyes…