The new actress stared at the pile of gifts that littered Luna’s dressing room. “You could retire five times over.”
“Yes,” Luna said.
“Why do you stay?”
Luna’s gaze slid to shadows. “Because I must.”
love
Micro Fiction: The Moon 02
Luna traced over the diamond necklace.
A gift from an admirer.
She would wear it for him then sell it at the end of the season.
She did not wish to remember him even though he would never forget her.
Micro Fiction: The Moon 01
Pain. Longing. Sorrow.
Luna could wrench these feelings from her audiences.
It’s why they came. Why she was the most sought-after actress in Stonegate.
And she gave them what they wanted.
Micro Fiction: Her Path 19
Sapphire stared at Sir Matthias as he chopped firewood for the temple and taught several of the older boys how to do it.
Even without his shining armor, he drew her attention.
In a handful of years, her mother would want her to marry.
She wondered if Sir Matthias would already be married then.
Maybe, just maybe, she wouldn’t die still in possession of her dowry.
Micro Fiction: Her Path 18
Sir Matthias.
Sapphire had a name for the young Knight of Valor that volunteered at the Temple of Thalia.
Not that it mattered.
He never noticed her, and it wasn’t like she wanted him to.
Her cheeks crimsoned at the lie.
Micro Fiction: Her Path 17
Sapphire thought about the young Knight of Valor she’d met repeatedly.
As her family attended services at the Temple of Dracor, she searched for him among the Knights, and the strange warmth intensified when she identified him.
Suddenly, the service was a lot more interesting.