Micro Fiction: The Sun 15 June 13, 2020 by Elizabeth Drake Her mother looked tired all the time. And sick Aurora wanted to make her better. She tried with light spells and hugs, but neither worked. “Momma, what can I do to make you better?” Aurora asked. Luna held her close and cried. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related