Aetherias Moon

by Aetherias Moon Photo by Pixabay The One Who Walks at Dawn I used to walk at dawn every day. I would put on Writing Excuses and learn about writing while winding through the infinitely connecting suburbs. I would leave when the world had turned indigo, alongside the birds chirping as they woke up. The sky would lighten in shades of pink, orange, and violet. One day the sky faded into a…

by Aetherias Moon Hiya everyone, I’m back…at least sort of So depression sucks… I meant to spend September (and I guess half of October now) working on Fallen and other writing projects, but I spent it barely being able to get out of bed. I try to be honest on my Substack, so in some ways I feel like I should be “professional” I’d rather tell you what’s going on. Writing has become difficult…

I don’t know why this is so hard to write. Maybe it’s because I don’t want to… I’m announcing a hiatus, just for a little bit. I’m not disappearing. I’ll probably be around in notes, hell, I may even make a surprise post. I’m not really sure what this will look like. All I know is that I need some space for my mental health. After what happened when I went to that place for therapy, that…

by Aetherias Moon Cover by Melyn-L-Kit Soran hung his feet off of the edge of Arna, the lapping sounds of Alia a quiet balm on his heart. She wasn’t gone. He rubbed his face, massaging his eyes until they hurt. They already burned from the tears he hid from everyone. His mother had called for him, but his emotions had been too strong for her to overwhelm his needs to be away. Even her command…

by Aetherias Moon I’m trapped in darkness. The abyss is all-consuming, clawing down my throat and burying in my heart. I feel nothing. Cold isn’t so much a sensation, but an existence. An aspect of my soul entwined in the DNA of my decaying body. Am I dead, alive, something in between? A flicker A wave of heat I’m so cold it hurts And yet the burn is so good I run towards it. Maybe I walk,…

by Aetherias Moon I want to delete it… I want to delete it… I want to delete it… Endurance… Is not doing that? I struggle with wanting to throw away all of my creations. I struggle with wanting to run away. I struggle with this. Substack, having a website…not deleting it all. I feel bad saying that. You’re all so supportive, and genuinely I appreciate all of you. I love it sometimes, most…

by Aetherias Moon Cover by Melyn-L-Kit I awoke to a soft violet light pouring in through a window. It seemed to cling to the cluttered furniture wrapping the circular room I found myself in. I laid surrounded by pillows on a thin bed, warmth rested to my left. I twisted into the heat, my cool body craving the warmth. Feathers tickled my face, and I buried into them. The scent of lilac filled my…

by Aetherias Moon cover by Melyn-L-Kit TW: Sexual themes, transphobia Soran rustled awake in the sweat covered blankets. He sat up and drank in the gold of the afternoon light as it glimmered across the tiles of his bedroom floor. Beside him, a handsome man turned in his sleep. Who was it again? The man twisted his face into the pillow and Soran gave up on trying to figure out who his…

by Aetherias Moon cover by Melyn-L-Kit TW transphobia, violence I couldn’t sleep. Even with the sun’s rays lowering in intensity, the bright light of night still seemed like too much. I just needed…something. I got up and avoided looking at myself in my bed clothing. I paused as I caught the edge of my dress under my mattress. I just wanted to feel good again. I carefully pulled it out,…

by Aetherias Moon image by Melyn-L-Kit tw transphobia The suit itched on my neck, like bugs biting my throat. The ballroom had a glass doming ceiling and a sloping floor, making it into an imperfect sphere. The pink sky scattered light across the many goblets and floating chandeliers above tables. People gathered around tables perched on little flat platforms or flew through the sky. Soft…

by Aetherias Moon image by Melyn-L-Kit Soran hovered in the air. He didn’t use his wings, but rather let wind course around him and provide lift. His long spear hung across his lap and he traced the wood grain up and down. He knew his weapon like a dear friend. Today, there would be a guard over the blade. His thoughts went to his sister, and turbulence shook him. If she wore the dress… He…

by Aetherias Moon image by Melyn-L-Kit The white dress seemed to taunt me. Soft, yet shimmering, with lace along the bottom. Simple, yet stunning. I ran my fingers over the silver embroidery and a smile broke out across my face. Today I would finally put it on. I reached up and released my robe. I kept my vision on the dress and ignored my body. As soon as the robe had fallen, I snatched up…

by Aetherias Moon An excerpt from my Queer Romantasy Novel. Once Fallen can you grasp the stars once more? Reaching for the sky, Angel must go on a journey with a captivating celestial to regrow her wings. All the while her kingdom teeters on the edge of war that only she and her brother can save. Soran desperately searches after his sister, but finds himself trapped in the intrigue between the…

by Aetherias Moon tw mentions of suicidal thoughts I saved myself. That’s all that matters. You can stigmatize me if you like, call me crazy, call me weak. But what matters is I’m alive. On the 13th I signed myself into a mental hospital. I was experiencing mania mixed with suicidal thoughts and was worried for my safety. I was so nervous everyone around me would judge me, but in the end all…

by Aetherias Moon The little witch had to come into her power. Kora didn’t have much time, once it hit 3:33 on her thirteenth birthday she would become like anyone else. Every witch had to learn who she was, learn what made her magic stir. She knew witches who were bonded to the moon or an owl, and her mother was attached to their hearth. They had grown up pulled toward something they said. It…

by Aetherias Moon Kindred heart, my heart beats for you. Maybe I shouldn’t have loved you, I wrote in my journal as I watched the estate come into view through the carriage’s window. You sit across from me, your beautiful azure eyes scanning a book. Your heartbeat resonates in my chest, bringing me life. A certain thrill ran through me at the idea of writing about my feelings sitting so close…

by Aetherias Moon I went for a different style for this blog. It’s a bit untraditional but I think it’s beautiful in its own way. I haunted the pavement I used to know. Like a ghost, I wandered down the suburban street once lived on. Memories of my past walked beside me, holding my hand, and asking me who I am. “I must know you. You’re so familiar,” they said. I nodded solemnly. I couldn’t…