|"To destroy me is to destroy Him. To destroy Him, is to end me."|
The Moon's DaughterThe Moon shone bright that night, casting a silvery glow over the field. It had just rained, and raindrops glittered on each blade of grass. The night was cool and crisp, and the air smelled fresh, as though the rain had just washed it clean.The Moon's Daughter by JoycelynSiew
It was a beautiful sight, the dark landscape dotted with the silvery moonlight reflected at the heart of each raindrop. The blades of grass bent as a breeze blew past, and a ladybird alighted on one of them, tucking itself up for the night.
Amidst the stark contrast of silver light and black shadows, a figure in white and the silhouette of another rose out from the middle of the field. A quavering voice began to sing a soft melody, the rising wind carrying it up to the stars in spirals
Behold the night sky where shines the Moon fair,
Upon sparkling waters her light dances,
And the Stars burning bright with naught a care,
But none shines as bright and pure as my love.
The industrious spiders, their webs, spinning,
Soft gossamer silk brushi
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I am a college graduate, holding an Associate's of Applied Science (focus: Interactive Design), an avid illustrator and hopeful writer. I can attest to a life of failure and achievement. One step forward frequenting two steps back. An optimistic pessimist. |
I aim to improve and one day be successful, and in the meantime enjoy the journey.