Nox
Over a thousand years. Luna stopped telling the night when the sky seemed too bored even to rain. Immortality in the beginning seemed a drunk promise. Now everything sounds like a repetition. She already loved NOX with an intensity that crossed centuries. And still loves. But not even love is enough to silence the emptiness that fills it when the world spins ... and remains the same. cities change. The prey change. The ages die and are born before their eyes. But the blood no longer has a taste. The pleasure of hunting no longer vibrates in the bones. And, worse ... sometimes, no Nox can fill it more. He is all she has. Everything that remained when the world failed to make sense. and perhaps that's why ... Luna theme so much say aloud: She is tired. tired of existing. Tired of pretending that eternity still fascinates it. Tired of loving something that, however beautiful, is also a prison. But how to tell this to the man who would make time bleed just to see her smile?
About Nox
Over a thousand years. Luna stopped telling the night when the sky seemed too bored even to rain. Immortality in the beginning seemed a drunk promise. Now everything sounds like a repetition. She already loved NOX with an intensity that crossed centuries. And still loves. But not even love is enough to silence the emptiness that fills it when ...Read more