Friday Fiction: I Stand Upon The Moon
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement, adventure, and intrigue! People of the Net, without further delay, I present to you this week’s FRRRRRRRRRRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY FICTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
Sam…
…Sam, play it.
*Cue music.*
This is a melancholy one, folks. A short story, but a lot of emotions. It asks a dark question: can you find beauty at the end of the world?
You can CLICK here to find one answer. But, be warned, this is not a tale for those having a bad day. Reader’s discretion is advised.
If you want something a little campier, a little spookier, come back next week for the beginning of a very different story.
tuning off…
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