Different than usual, the jump-off line is actually from the novel Lord of Emperors by Guy Gavriel Kay. For a while, I was doing Wild Writing daily so I had to supplement the Laurie Wagner videos with a source of my own. And that’s when I turned to fiction. I think the piece below is produced by a line that ‘chimes with me’ at least a bit.
When the moon came up I was asleep. Or as good as asleep. It is obscured here, by tall buildings.
When the moon came up I was ready to greet it, dancing to starlight within a ritual circle.
When the moon came up I waved to it. Hello again, my friend.
When the moon came up I bowed to it. Thank you for lighting the dark.
When the moon came up I paced.
When the moon came up, where will you be?
When the moon came up, was it a full moon?
When the moon came up, what did you see with its illumination?
When the moon came up, were you reading?
When the moon came up, would it shine yellow, silver or grey?
When the moon came up, would its light get splintered?
When the moon came up, what would transpire under its light?
When the moon came up it glimmered across the surface of a lake. This inspired a poem or a painting. Perhaps both.
When the moon came up, would it touch you? Would you dream about it at night?
When the moon came up, the stars would not be far away.
When the moon came up again, perhaps I will no longer be.
When the moon came up, it brushed against my face.
When the moon came up a raven flew across the sky.
When the moon came up wolves bayed at it.
When the moon came up pyres were lit.
When the moon came up we gathered to talk.
When the moon came up one flower wilted, another came to bloom.
When the moon came up a candle flickered amidst wind.
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