The Moon

Part 2

This story is loosely based on the Tarot. I have taken the card as a jumping-off point of the story. From there, it may have very little to do with the Tarot itself. Consider yourself warned.

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Darkness

It envelopes me

No moon tonight

This is my time

I crawl out once per month

For an hour or two

I pray no one sees me

But what can I do

It has been so long

Since I have seen one of mine

One of my own

Kind

Neither kith nor kin

I walk along the edges here

Reading words lost

Smoothed away

By wind and rain

The graves of others

Lost to time

They too with no one left

To care

Anymore

I trail my fingers along the fence line