#Friday Fictioneers – Blood Moon

The hustle and bustle of the day quieted as the streets went dark; and the moon highlighted bits of  statues that adorned the public square. Water  stilled as the blackness overtook its surface from the light that once warmed it. Candles quickly became  extinguished  as the blood moon rose fully to the sky. Denizens huddled in safe rooms as hooves clicked upon aged stone that traveled throughout the city. A curious soul ventured bravely to the window despite her parents pleas, their sorrow mourned when the protector sun returned.

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