Hello !

Here is the first text that I publish in English

It's just a metaphorical and poetic drabble about the two characters I prefer : Sirius and Remus.

These characters aren't mine, alas...

Excuse my English, but I'm French.

I hope you'll love it...


Once upon a time, a star was in love with the moon.

Every night, the star tried to be the most shiny as possible, hoping the moon perceive her.

Every night, she tried to approach her love. But she always stays motionless on the welkin. Unable to move.

She witnessed, helpless, the perpetual cycle of change which brings about her love.

She saw her growing. Seeming to want to take the most important place in each existence, even the little star's. Seeming to want to be seeing and loving as every being should loves her.

She saw her reaching the apogee of her beauty, of her magnificence. But she knew this state was short-lived. A too short life. And soon, the moon that would lose her joy of being, that she will weaken.

She saw her weakening, waning inexorably. She saw her weakening until she disappear.

At that time, the star began to shine stronger. To say that the moon she must come back. That she couldn't leave her. That she loved her.

And, when the moon came out again, the star hoped she came back for her. That she had heard her call et she came back to love her.

One night, the star - desperate to know if the moon could love her - dared to beg the question which tormented her since she had seen the satellite for the first time.

Moon, would you be ready to love a poor star ?

- - -

-Yes, the moon is ready to love the star. The moon loves already the star, Sirius.


So ?

I really love this text, and you ?

Kisses,

Vo'