The moon is the only thing that has remained the same. Everything else has changed.
Looking at the moon through my room’s window always makes me reminisce about the days that were. The days when I used to look at the moon from my own bedroom. When not every face I met was either an alien or merely a mask. I remember when I felt safe and comfortable in my own city, among my own people. Now, everything is duff, dull, and dim. I hate it.
Nowadays, I question myself about the moon as well.
Was it always this dark?
Word Count: 100
Prompts:
The Dark Netizen 
What we think, what we imagine reflects our state of mind!! Here the protagonist is being cynical I guess.
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Just honest! 🙂
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Sounds like the story teller is in a sad, low place just now. Let’s hope they turn a corner soon.
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Yes, he is in a sad place right now!
But he does know that it will turn for the good! 🙂
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Dear DN,
Such a sad and somber piece. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
PS I’m not sure why you didn’t link to the list so I took the liberty. You’re now #61
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Thanks so much, Rochelle! 🙂
And thank you for linking me up! 😀
There was some glitch on my end! 😦
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Self reflection emerges during the darkest of times, time to find some sunshine.
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This is such a lovely comment! 🙂
It is time for the protagonist to find sunshine!
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Ah man, kind of sad. But I think almost everyone can relate from some point at their lives.The best of stories are the ones that make you feel something. Great work man!
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Thanks, Jacob! 😀
Glad you liked it!
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Dark undertones, this poor chap needs help I think.
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He does!
But, I am sure he will help himself out! 🙂
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Very layered story. Really liked it.
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Thanks so much! 😀
I am glad you thought so! 🙂
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Sounds like my Mum. Its a sad tale, on so many levels.
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Oh!
Is your mum okay?
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Yes mate, she’s fine but yearns for the past when things were different to us, but safe for her. As old age approaches she finds the present ever threatening. It isn’t to us, but to her it is, i suspect we all have a tendancy to retreat into ourselves a bit as one ages, she’s losing her hearing too which doesn’t help, she doesn’t hear everything and so a little paranoia possibly exists.
Thanks for asking!
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I understand!
I see the same happen with my Grandparents. The present feels alien to them sometimes!
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Interesting story – sad but with a vivid characterisation. Nicely done.
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Thanks so much, Susan! 😀
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You can’t go back. Perhaps he will come to terms with the present and move forward. Nicely done.
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He will have to move forward…yes! 🙂
Thanks so much! 😀
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I agree with James, looking inward is not good – I hope he finds a ray of sunshine soon.
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I hope so too! 🙂
Thanks so much, Jilly! 🙂
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Sad when your narrator begins to question the moon itself – life really has become hard.
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It is a sad phase for him! 😦
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Yep, I have been there. That is exactly how it is. And looks like he is descending into self-doubt too. Sad, reflective piece, well written.
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Thanks so much! 😀
I am sure the narrator will find his way out just as you did! 🙂
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