Story a day: 5.16.16

Prompt from writing group (first line).

After the trees were built they designed suns. One for winter, hazy and pale. One for summer, glaring like an evil eye. One for pleasant days that warmed but never burned. One for rainy days that winked between the clouds but did not overpower them.

I was born under Dragon Sun, the one who burns. No one born under Dragon Sun burns, however, tied as we are to the cycles of that red blemish. Those of Snow Sun burn the most and those of Water Sun burn only sometimes.

I am told they made the moons as well, but we only reckon by suns. Cat Moon, Demon Moon, Gentle Moon – they are all the same to me. I am of Dragon Sun, those who live always in light but never burn.


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