May…under the bright full moon of May, she danced among the blooming flowers.
With each step, she could see petals swirl around her small feet creating a fragrant trail behind her.
She twirled and swayed to the rhythmic beat of the night, feeling the cool breeze caress her skin. As she lifted her eyes to the sky, the moon seemed to glow with a soft, ethereal light. She closed her eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of the flowers and whispered a silent prayer to the moon.
This was her moment of pure magic… under the glow of the Flower Moon.
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Cezarina Trone
Writing a new world into existence, bringing magic, ease & wholeness to others 'making them light up from the inside'. Apart from writing, I dedicate all my time facilitating sound therapy and quantum energy sessions: www.cezarinatrone.com
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By Cezarina Trone3 years ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Awww, what a beautiful tribute to the moon! Loved it!
This is sooo beautiful! I felt like I was dancing under the moon with her; I could smell the flowers. Really gorgeous work!