Salon Solaria - Readings by Muse Reelay - A tale of Moonless Nights

Salon Solaria - Readings by Muse Reelay - A tale of Moonless Nights

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Read from the original work, by The Muse Reelay Notorious

A Tale of Moonless Nights - Towers in Trust

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I had walked too long in the light. I had walked upon the scorched earth for so long that it had burned my feet, and my legs had grown weary of its uneven and ever hardening surface. He welcomed me into his sanctuary; a high tower of steel and glass, rising far above the heart of the metropolis, hidden in the cloudy skyline among so many others of its kind.

He stands in the center of his chamber, wrapped lightly in his Moonless cloak. Gold and sapphire light stream in from the window behind him and paint him in vivid silhouette. He opens his arms to me. Once again the sun sets, and I fade into Night. He lifts me up and takes me to his bed. As he strips off my clothes a fine layer of ash crumbles away from my skin like a shell. He strips everything of me away; my humility, my humanity, one fragile layer at a time. He bares my soul for all his stars to see, and I watch enthralled as these galaxies pass across his eyes at light speed.

He enters into me. I wrap my arms and legs around him tightly, welcoming the feeling of him deep inside of me. When he comes he whispers a spell in my name,

‘My sweet Daystar…’

He reflects my light back upon me and shows me a vision of all the the pleasures I have given him. Hardly ever have I seen the magnitude of my own light so closely. The brightness of it blinds me, and I begin to weep.

‘‘I sometimes fear I could be so darkened that even you, the Night, would flee from me. I am washed of my sorrows in this tide; But please, don’t let me drown in it. Hold me steady for a moment until I find my ground.’

He circles his arms around me, presses his warmth against me in silent comfort. He would never offer a judgement or bid an unkind word. All of my light will safely remain in hiding with him, here below the horizon, until the heat of it no longer burns me. Until the morning comes, he will make a place for me here in his Moonless heart.

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