Silver

"the moonlight. enchanting me. the full moon. me crazying about it. the silver light. licking my body with the touch of the slightest breeze. perceptible. not feelable. the touch of a gaze, and still it fills me with hunger and tranquilty. stops my heart. blows my mind. melts me.

i've seen they tried to make a moon in second life. i can control it. i can make it full. change its shine. have it make beautiful reflections. a lot of things. but they never understood the moon, those poor pets who put it up there amongst the pixel stars. they never understood they have to fill it with magic.

gotta bring serval here to show her the real moon. make her knees soften, too. going all spaghetti. make her too bask in the silver light.

e."