a/n: so, since it's been forever since I submitted any fic of any sort, I wrote a short drabble-y thing. It was inspired by luna's name.
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Luna-esque
Luna waxed and waned with the moon, and on nights like these, she found it hard to sleep.
The cold , full-moon light was too hard on her paper-thin eyelids, the chilly air wrapped around her small feet, numbing strands threading about her ankles and between her toes, as she forgot how to feel, locked in a trance, dreamy eyes, (intense in their unearthliness) mirroring the body that held such power over her.
On nights like these, even the silence was loud, and the crickets had no place in her heaven, her nirvana for a moment, for a night (some people used their nights in other ways, other forms of bliss,
but she had no time to dream).
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