The Moon With Her Sun (Patreon)

The Sun was tired. His Fiery Rage kept him up most days, the light too bright to soothe him. His Moon, his star, would hold his hand, dimming his demons and lulling him into a fitful rest. Any chance she could get to ease his fire, she would take it, even if it was for her own selfish reasons. While he resented his flames, she reached for it and cherished every second she could embrace his warm skin. Perhaps they were truly made for one another.

I can’t write but I tried!

Here is the print for this month. I hope you guys really enjoy it ❤️