In the boundless place,
from which mere glimpses emerge,
striking only the corner of the eye.

Where the immobile frolic and dance,
and the silent whisper,
sweet songs of mute beauty.

The favoured haven,
of forgotten memories slipped on silver scales,
from the minds of the innocent.

There lies the shadow of the moon.

A collection of fantasy short stories

Cover art by https://www.instagram.com/chari_sweetsourtofuu/