I have a strange poem idea about everything going on rn.
Like the moon and Mother Nature. The moons her child born female, but over time it becomes obvious that the moon isn’t quite so feminine. So later in the story nature banishes the moon amongst the stars
And then the moon breaks free with the assistance of the stars
And he just gives light in the darkness so others can see what the darkness is hiding or something like that

Unless otherwise stated, the content of this page is licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 License