Drabble No. 1
Tsuki No Curse – Okina Reika
Saix
Saix glared up at the moon, the heart-shaped object, as if he were a wild animal staring down its prey (which wasn't very far from how he felt, either).
He could feel its power being absorbed into him, pulsing through his veins, synchronizing his heartbeat to its gentle gravitational pull.
He felt a cold, excited sweat break on his forehead, giving him the feeling he was trapped in an icy surrealism.
What could he call this…this instinct? Merely that, an instinct? Or a gift? An oddity?
Could this be called…a curse?
Yes, he liked that.
A curse.
The moon's curse.