The Lunar Fall, A Fifty Word Story and Digital Art. @jayna

The Lunar Fall

Like a husk of weathered bark, the remains of the Moon peeled from the sky and fell earthward. The tides had long since disappeared. The oceans were dead. The land was slowly choking to death.

Night was alit one last time and all understood. There was no continuing on alone.

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Digital art is a composite of images found in the public domain

Copyright Pryde Foltz

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